Ben

going all the way with the elstrator.  (See Ben and I drive team) 
under perverse text BME/Hard.

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March 2,
    Ben added an elastic to his scrotum encircling his nuts.
He was dead on his feet tired and he hadn't tried one last orgasim.
He succeeded in going through with his own castration.
  Ben had a bought with nasea and woke about two hours after he went 
to sleep.  He immediatly went back to sleep after that and blamed 
the tuna for his nausea.
   The next morning the sack was hard on the bottom but still soft 
on the sides.  He didn't believe that he had done it.  I'll just cut 
the band he said.   Then he realized that they were indeed dead and 
that would probably cause an infection.
    After a few days they were thouroughly hard and dried.
    Durring the second to fourth week, I caught him shivering at 
times.  Each time we were in Montana and he blamed it on the cold 
not hot flashes.
    Hot flashes were a worry to me because he was driving while I 
sleep in the sleeper behind the front seat.  He had my life in his 
hands.
    After four weeks of a lump in his crotch he decided to cut them 
off.  He used a single sided razor blade that protrudes about 1/8 
inch from its holder and went around his nutsack outside the 
elastrator band.  It wasn't deep enough for them to come off.  
He went to the tool box for some wire cutters.  He tried but said 
that he could feel them and didn't try any more.
    The middle of April he stopped having erections and stopped 
masturbating.  He said that he didn't want to take any chances 
tearing the skin around the elastic.  Infection might set in!
    I felt responsible for his ordeal because He found the  
elastrator in my stuff in the truck.  I don't really think he had 
considered it before that. He had been married and recently 
divorced.  I had stories from the Eunuch Archive hard coppied in a 
binder and I know he read them while I was home with the family and 
he stayed in the truck to save finding a place to live on weekends.
    I did the unloading and he just did his share of the driving 
keeping a sedentary lifestyle for some 12 weeks.
    He claimed he could get it up if he wanted to but was still 
afraid to move to much.
    By the first of May nine weeks after banding he could twist the 
cluster 180 degrees either direction with no problem.  The skin on 
his body side of the elastic had a 1/4 inch ring of white scar 
tissue around it.  He wore support jockeys and really didn't stress 
the area much.
    Who said they just fall off in two weeks?
    Twelve weeks and a day later there was only a thread of skin the 
size of a shoe lace holding them on.
    Again he took the razor to them.  This time on the body side of 
the elastic and sliced his balls of.
    He flinched as they came off.  He got blood on the sheets and he 
panicked.  I found an alcohol wipe in the first aid kit and that 
seemed to make it bleed more.
    Finally direct pressure and a bandaid stopped the bleeding.  
There was less than an 1/2 inch dot on the bandaid fifteen minutes 
later, when he pulled it off and there hasn't been any bleeding 
since.
     That night at the truck stop he played immaginary basketball on 
the back of the trailer for a couple of hours before sundown.  The 
ball was real.  The hoop was where you could se the ball knock dirt 
off the trailer doors. I'm sure the other drivers he talked into the 
game had no idea he cut his nuts off that day.
     It was the most active he'd been in twelve weeks. Before going 
to be he told me,"You can't believe what it feels like to be totally 
free, You ought to try it."
     He wouldn't say free of what?  I even asked nuts or libido?
     He just said  "FREE!!!"  Dancing around like a nut case or a 
young man with too much energy.
     That Saturday I came back to the truck after my shower and Ben 
was naked in the sleeper, wearing a big grin and stroking a boner.
    Behind the curtain as I drove off I heard the noises of orgasim 
but didn't hear him grab for a paper towel or see one in the 
garbage.
    Ben hasn't once said  "Look there's a fine ass" since his 
castration.  I've only noticed him twice since with a Hard on.
    He won't play around with me any more like before his castration 
and as much as I've tried he won't talk about it.
    He just says you're married what would your wife say!
He knows that she is firmly against it.