My mom came home one night with a man, his name was Chuck, Chuck was 25 (ten years younger then my mom) and a big strong young man, a bit more developed than I. I soon became jealous of Chuck and his relationship with my mother, they started to date seriously and a few months later they were engaged, that was enough for me. I started yelling and screaming when they told me and my mom could not calm me down. I then got violent and started threatening Chuck “You fuckin piece of shit! I’m gonna kill you!” I screamed. I then lunged at him. Chuck fought me and it was a brief fight, Chuck was bigger than I and he was a better fighter. Once I was knocked down, I was done or so I thought “I told you” Chuck said, “I know” my mom replied. Chuck grabbed me, and he ripped all my clothes off, I tried to fight him off but I couldn’t. Nude, Chuck grabbed my testicles and began to squeeze. “No, no, not my balls, please” I screamed as the pain consumed me “Mom! Mom, do something!” all she said was “It’s for your own good” My balls were being crushed and finally I passed out.

I woke up an hour later in extreme pain. I was still nude and I felt down between my legs, my balls were broken in pieces. “No!” I screamed, then I started to cry. Chuck and my mom married and they dosed me with estrogen in my food so not only did I lose my sex drive and masculinity, but I started to grow tits and become soft. After a few weeks I could no longer get boners, and my mom was no longer a prize to be fought for but someone to go shopping with and check out clothes, Chuck wasn’t so bad after all, I grew to crave his affection over time and forgave him for taking my manhood, after all, I am calm and happy, and my mom is happy too.