Fifteen year old Brian Jenson was very horny that Friday night, and thought he would try something new.  He had been hearing about this underground gay nightclub that was kind of hidden in a warehouse and only those who knew about could get in.

        He snuck out at midnight after his parents were asleep, and rode his bike the three miles to the alley where the club was suppose to be. He found the door with a small plaque that only said "C57" this must be it he muttered to himself. He tried the door but it was locked. He could hear the music inside, so tried knocking.

        The door then opened and a heavy looking bouncer type said, "Whaddya want?"

        "Umm isn't this Club 57"? Brian asked trying to sound older.

        "You 18?"

        "Yeah," Brian said confidently.

        The bouncer then cupped Brian's crotch feeling the semi-erect package the kid was packing and he opened the door to let him inside.  "Have fun kid."

        Brian was amazed at the interior of the dark club. He first spotted the bar where several cute guys were kissing. A few leather biker types walked by and winked a him. Then a man wearing only leather chaps with the ass cut out of them whispered in his ear, "You should try out door 11 - lots of good sucking going on in there!"

        That sounded good to Brian who walked further into the club and saw that there were several numbered rooms. He found the one with an 11 on it and walked in.  Inside there were at least a dozen tables, with half of them occupied by different men in various acts of gay sex. One man invited him onto his table, and Brian gladly hopped up.

        The man started to kiss Brian, and then helped Brian pull off his shorts exposing his rock hard six inch teen cock. Brian pulled off his tee shirt and laid back fully naked on the table as the man started to lick every inch of Brian's young firm fifteen year old body. It didn't take long for Brian to shoot his wad, and the older man gobbled up every drop of his young cum.  The man thanked him and added, "Sweet load my young friend, hope you are here for the whole night and have alot more spunk to shoot!"

        Brian smiled, "Oh yeah, I think I'm gonna be here for awhile!"

        Brian left his clothes in Room 11 and decided to check out another of the 20 doors.  He tried room 7 next, and soon saw that this was the 'wet' room, with guys pissing on each other and drinking pee.  That wasn't really his thing but he did have to piss, so he thought it would be fun to piss on a guy that liked that sort of thing. It didn't take long to find a willing recipient, as a middle aged bald guy

kneeled before Brian and whispered, "I'm thirsty!"

        Brian pissed into the guys open mouth, who eagerly swallowed every drop of the golden liquid from Brian's bladder. The man thanked him and said, "Try door 6 for some real action!"

        Brian left in search of another room, and stopped to think-- did he say door 6 or 16?

        Brian went to 16 thinking that was what he said. But this door was locked. So he knocked and a hooded man in black opened and said, "Have you been invited?"

        "Well actually yes, from a guy in room 7."

        "Okay then, please take table 1," the hooded man said.

        Brian now felt a little funny about this room, as there were only two tables and nobody else in there. But Brian's cock was rock hard again, and curious. He laid on the table and rubbed his nuts.

        The hooded man watched as the boy rubbed his sac and muttered, "Oh yeah, you know what we do here..."  The man then pushed a button on the side of the table that released securing rings that locked Brian's wrists and ankles to the table.

        Brian was so horny and not knowing what he was getting into, said, "Oh yeah! Hurt me buddy, Hurt me good."

        That was the final acknowledment the hooded man needed to hear, and covered Brian's eyes with a velvet mask, and then strapped a piece of duct tape over Brian's mouth. "Okay my sweet donor, it is time!" the hooded man said with an evil laugh.

        Brian's erection soon faded, and he was now scared. He felt some cold liquid being rubbed on his sac, followed by a sharp pain of something piercing his scrotum. It was an injection of pain killer and novacaine. After Brian's sac was completely numbed, the hooded man sliced into his scrotum with a scalpel.

Brian begged to be let free, but his request was of course muffled by the tape on his mouth.

        "No need to thank me yet my young donor, we haven't finished up yet..." The hooded man then plunged his fingers into the severed opening of Brian's bleeding scrotum.

        The teen didn't know what was going on, not able to feel that the man was now pulling out Brian's testicles from their sac and they were now fully exposed and dangling from their sperm tubes.

The man said, "Oh these are such nice ones, such pretty cords they hang from!" The man then took his scalpel and sliced off each testicle, instantly severing it from the white tubes hanging out from the inside of Brian's scrotum. The man placed each delicious

orb in a dish, and quickly cauterized the scrotum closed to stop the bleeding.

        Brian still had no idea of what was just done to him, other than the fact that his entire crotch was numb and he was no longer horny.

        The man removed the dish with Brian's now useless balls, and cleaned up all evidence of blood. He removed the tape and mask saying, "All done - everything came out great!"

        Brian didn't understand what that meant, but said, "OK thanks..."

        Outside the door, a young guy whispered to Brian, "Did you get them outted?"

        Brian assumed that was a sex term and replied, "Yeahman, awesome!"

        Brian returned to room 11 to retrieve his clothes and find the exit - fearing he need to get home before getting busted by his parents. Meanwhile the hooded cutter in room 16 admiried the low hanging balls of the next teen on the table. The hooded man said, "Oh I can wait to get inside and cut those big boys out - tonight was a good night for tasty balls, I'll have dinner for the next two nights!"

        The last words the next donor said before he was taped was, "Oh please dear cutter, free my body from their evilness, take them from me."

        The hooded cutter was pleased, and decided to eat one of Brian's testicles before he cut into his new doner...

        Outside the club, Brian though it felt funny sitting on his bike seat, but didn't think anything else about it, and hurried home. He was so tired he fell asleep still wearing his shorts.

        The next morning he got up to pee and realized that it hurt a little but in his groin. He inspected himself, and didn't see anything wrong except a one inch burn mark on his sac.

"How did that happen he wondered..." Looking more closer it seemed like his scrotum was alot smaller than usual, and when he gently squeezed it, he realized the horror of what happened to him-- they cut out his balls!

        "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god he muttered. What am I going to do!?" He couldn't tell his parents, and decided he could only trust his best friend Kenny. He rode his bike over to Kenny's house and was glad to find him home alone.

        "Hey Brian 'sup dude?"

        "You'll never believe what happened to me last night..."

        "Oh?"

        "Well I snuck out to Club 57 last night."

        "Cool!" said Kenny.

        "Well yeah it was at first, I got a great blowjob, and bodylick..."

        "Yeah and..." Kenny was hanging on every word.

        "Well I ventured into a room I shouldn't have. I was gagged and blindfolded, and didn't know what they were doing to me..."

        "Yeah, and did you get fucked in your ass??" Kenny asked.

        "Nope not even close." and then he pulled down his shorts to reveal his crotch to his friend.

        Kenny didn't see anything wrong, just Brian's uncut cock that was looking a little smaller than usual.

        Brian said, "It's my balls. Go ahead, squeeze my nuts."

        Kenny did as asked and realized the sac was empty. "Huh, why can't I feel them?"

        "Because they are gone, they cut them out!"

        "No fucking way!" Kenny said with a look of shock.

        "Way."

        "Dude what are you gonna do.... well crap I guess you can't do anything. Once they've been cut out, it's not like you can put them back in..."

        "Yeah I know... I guess my days of whacking off are over for good now..."

        "Sorry man." Kenny said shaking his head. Trying to make his castrated friend feel better he added, "Well you can always suck my cock whenever you want, and I'll gladly ream your hole anytime also."

        "Yeah thanks... I'm sure I'll take you up on that..."

        Kenny was horny since Brian pulled down his shorts, and still had his limp dick showing. Kenny pulled his own shorts down and revealed his erection to Brian and said, "How about now!"

        Brian wasn't really in the mood to suck cock, but didn't want to hurt his friends feelings, and went down on Kenny's cock with his mouth. He sucked his buddy good, working his tongue on Kenny's hard shaft, and sucking deeply on the head.

        Kenny came quickly, shooting a heavy wad of semen down Brian's throat. It felt good to swallow his cum, and by instinct he touched his own cock to rub himself. But there was no reaction, Brian's penis couldn't get hard now no matter what...

        Brian licked the last drop of cum off the tip of Kenny's cock and said "I gotta go. I'll talk to you later." He pulled up his shorts over his limp dick and left.

        Knowing he could not change his predicament, he decided to stop at the library and research castration. He quickly learned that his penis was going to shrink, his empty scrotum will shrivel up, his pubic hair would thin out and possibly fall out. But he decided to make the best of it, and declared to himself that he was going to be he best damn bottom there ever was - bring on the anal sex!

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The End.