It's been four weeks since I had it all removed. The mistress who cut me had my genitals perfectly preserved. They look completely life-like just as they did when they were still mine. To cover her expenses the mistress sold them to a very rich man who collects such things. He was pleased as punch to get mine. How do I know? He told me so! He contacted me to tell me how much he loved them. He placed my boyhood in a glass display case in his home right in the center of his growing collection and told me how he and his friends often stopped to admite them. He even invited me over to see for myself and said that if I wanted I could bring my friends along as well. I don't know, it would feel sort of weird to meet the guy who owns my genitals and see them on display like that but who knows, I might just take him up on his offer someday. I don't know if I'll bring my friends or not. It might be sort of personal if you know what I mean.

I thought about that as I slowly undressed to get ready for bed. There is a full length mirror in my room and I always enjoy seeing my reflection in it with my now empty crotch. I think the kid in the mirror looks pretty good. Lots of new eunuchs don't really like seeing themselves like that. It makes them feel humiliated and some how diminished. They know that no matter what they will never be able to fuck or even whack off and that really bothers them. But it doesn't bother me, well not much anyway. I like my new look. I don't see anything wrong with it at all. I'm proud that I had the curage to have my sex removed. Now I'll never have to deal with all the problems of puberty and all that crap. If I ever want sex I know I'll be able to get it, I'm a good looking kid, but I wont be driven crazy by desire. Sure as a eunuch sex will be different for me than it would for a boy but so what. It would be up my backside but I'll try anything once.

Anyway as I stood before the mirror buck naked I liked what I saw. Just imagine the freedom of being able to cross your legs without getting anything trapped. Imagine not having to worry about never taking a hit in the balls ever again or ever coming down with jock itch. Imagine never having to worry about embarrassing erections or messing your bed with a wet dream. Yes it was all pretty cool and I wanted to let everyone know that I was a eunuch. I figured that if any of my friends teased me about it their teasing would be due to jealousy.

I decided it was time to come out to my mom and let her know what I was. So the very next day I said, "Mom overpopulation is a big problem and so is teen pregnancy. I think the best form of birth control is abstinence."

"Nate," my mom said. "I'm glad you feel that way."

It sounded like I was halfway there so I knew it was time to take it to the next level. "Of course," I continued, "accidents do happen even if you are very careful. People sometimes make mistakes when they are weak or tempted. That's why precautions are a good idea. It's always a good idea to wear safety belts even if you aren't planing on crashing."

"What ever are you talking about?" mom asked

"I hear that some kids my age are thinking about castration," I said. "I know it sounds pretty extreme but you have to admit that in the long run it is the safest thing you can do."

Well my mom didn't like that one bit. Infact she really got mad. "Nate," she said,"the only boys who think about that are sick sick sick! If I thought, for even a second, that you were thinking about having such a thing done I'd lock you in your room and never let you out. I'd have you committed to a mental hospital until we found some way to fix your mind!"

Well it didn't seem like the right time to tell mom that I was a full eunuch so I didn't. About a week later mom told me that she had me scheduled for my annual physical exam with Dr. Sandy. Dr. Sandy is really Alexandra Johnson M.D. but I call her that because she and my mom have been best friends since they were little girls and she has been my doctor since I was born.

Anyway when we were in the office waiting room I told my mom that I thought I was old enough to see Dr. Sandy by myself. Mom said, "Nate I've already seen everything you have so you need not be embarrassed. You are a very beautiful boy and you have nothing to be ashamed of."

Well that wasn't good at all. I wanted to see Dr. Sandy by myself so I could tell her about my castration and she could then tell my mom. But what could I do? The nurse ushered us into the examining room and told me to strip down to my underwear. I was wearing boxer shorts so no one noticed the lack of a bulge up front. Dr Sandy soon came in and she and my mom caught up on what they had been doing for the past few months as Sandy checked me out.

Finely the time came for her to have a look down there. I was faced away from my mom who was seated in a chair and reading a magazine when Dr. Sandy pulled my shorts down below my kness. At first Dr. Sandy seemed a bit flustered but she soon regained her composure as I knew she would.

"Nate," she said, "you might have given me some warning. No one told me that you had become a full eunuch. Well it seems that the cutter did a very good job but I'd like a closer look just to make sure. Let's have you jump up on the table lean back and spread your legs. I want to see for myself that everything was done properly."

On hearing this my mom dropped her magazine and said, "Sandy what are you talking about? Why on Earth did you call Nate a eunuch?"

You will remember that my back was to my mom so all she could see was my butt. "Nate, haven't you told your mother about this?" Dr. Sandy asked. "You really should have!"

At this point I decided that I was tired of keeping it a secret. I was going to let it all hang out, in a matter of speaking. I stepped out of my boxers and left them on the floor. Now I was totally naked. I placed my hands on my hips and proudly turned to face my mother in all my nullo glory. Mom looked at me and then her eyes went down to my empty crotch.

"Oh dear God No!" mom gasped right before she fainted.

(To be continued)