Josh's mother held out a towel for her son as he climbed from the pool. The afternoon sun glistened off his wet, naked body. One by one, his four friends followed him out of the pool, displaying their equally-nude forms. On the deck, two groups of girls whispered excitedly to each other.

One group consisted of Josh's older sister, Liana, Rick's older sister, Cassidy, and Sean's older sister, Leigh. The other group was of younger girls--all between 7 and 9 years old: Sean's younger sisters, Colleen and Summer, and Eric's sister, Shelly.

The younger girls were fascinated with their brothers' nude bodies. It wasn't often that they got to see naked boys, and they were tickled by the sight of tiny bits of jiggling boy-flesh as their brothers dried themselves.

The older girls were commenting on how the cool pool water had made the boys' packages shrivel.

"How are you going to find them?" Cassidy asked Liana with a laugh.

"Don't worry," Liana reassured her, "I'll find them! I've been waiting a long time for this day."

Cole noticed the girls gawking and giggling at him and his friends. He didn't have any siblings, so he wasn't used to being naked in front of other children. He had been hesitant to strip when he had arrived at the party, but his friends had insisted: It was Josh's eleventh birthday, and a boy and his friends were supposed to be naked for this important occasion.

"Get moving, Josh. I have the bath ready for you. We don't want it to get cold."

Josh nervously made his way into the house and to the bathroom. His stomach was starting to tingle. He had known this moment was coming, but now that it was actually here, he felt a little fear building inside him. He was glad his friends were with him: He wouldn't dare make a scene in front of them.

Josh stepped into the tub.

"Ow! It's hot!"

"It's needs to be," his mother explained. "Just sit down. You'll be fine."

Josh slowly lowered himself into the water. After a few seconds, the water started to feel good.

The other boys stood quietly next to the tub. They, too, realized that this was no longer just something that boys talked about: In a few minutes, it was going to happen.

Eric's mother appeared at the door.

"Eric, you go ahead and get in the tub, too."

Eric gave his mother a puzzled look.

"But my birthday's not till next month."

"I know, but since Josh is getting done, today, your father and I decided to have you done at the same time."

"But can't I wait until my birthday? It's only a month from now!"

"Eric! Don't embarrass me in front of your friends."

Eric knew exactly what that meant: Once the decision was made to do a boy, it was going to happen--with or without the boy's cooperation. To resist was a sign of weakness and fear. He couldn't put up a fight in front of his friends--and their sisters--without humiliating himself. Silently, he stepped into the tub and sat down across from Josh.

"That's a good boy! We'll be back in a few minutes."

After their mothers left, Josh tried to cheer up his friend.

"It's okay, Eric. It'll be cool getting done at the same time. You knew it was going to happen, eventually. What difference does a month make?"

"My cousin Emily is supposed to come visit next week. She's the one I told you about. I was at her house over Spring Break."

"Was she the one you fooled around with?" asked Cole, suddenly realizing Eric's concern about timing.

"Yeah. All we did was get naked together and kiss and touch each other, but before I left, she told me that she was going to come visit. She said she knew it would be close to my eleventh birthday and that she'd give me an early birthday present: She was going to let me put my dick in her pussy!"

"You still might be able to," Josh suggested. "She's coming next week, right?"

"I heard it only gets hard for a few days after."

"Well, I never got to do it with a girl. Most boys don't. You won't be the only one."

"Yeah, Eric," Sean added. "None of us have done it, and with all our birthdays coming this summer, we probably never will."

"I know," whined Eric. "I was just hoping to see what it was like. Even if it was just one time."

Josh's and Eric's mothers walked into the bathroom, holding towels.

"Are you ready, boys?" Josh's mother asked.

Josh and Eric looked down between their legs. Each lifted his penis to examine his now loosely hanging testicles, then they looked at each other.

"We're ready."

Each boy's mother dried him off, then took out a small aerosol can and sprayed their son's genitals with its contents. Placing an arm around their shoulders, they led them back outside where everyone was waiting.

The parents and sisters of all five boys were gathered on the lawn near a picnic table. Josh's mother led him to the table. He sat down on the edge. The other boys gathered behind him.

Josh spread his legs apart. He knew what to expect. His parents had explained it to him. He even knew that Liana was going to be the one to do it. He had protested to his parents, but they had insisted that it was traditional for the oldest sister to take care of her brothers.

Liana stepped forward with a tray. She placed it on the bench next to Josh. She reached inside and took out a rubber glove, which she put on her left hand. She then reached between Josh's legs and gave his testicles a good, firm squeeze with her gloved hand. She was disappointed when Josh didn't grimace. She had been hoping that the anesthetic wouldn't work so fast.

Liana next made a circle with her thumb and forefinger around Josh's testicles, pulling them away from his body. With her free hand, she reached into the tray and took out the first syringe. Smoothly and gently, she pressed the needle into Josh's right testicle. Josh felt a slight pressure and a cool sensation as Liana pumped a fluid into his ball.

When the first syringe was empty, Liana carefully extracted the needle and put the used syringe back in the tray. She took out another identical, but full, syringe from the tray and repeated the procedure with Josh's left testicle. The whole process was completed in less than a minute.

When Liana picked up the tray and stepped back, everyone applauded. Josh thought it was strange that so many people were happy that he had just had his balls destroyed. His testicles would soon begin to soften, and in two or three weeks, they'd be gone.

He had known for a long time that this was going to happen to him. Most boys had their balls pricked at eleven. It became a topic of frequent discussion among boys, once they turned ten.

It didn't seem fair: Just as he was beginning to take interest in them, his balls were taken away from him. Josh had heard of some boys who had their balls pricked when they were six or seven years old. He had heard that when they lose them at such a young age, they don't miss them. He found himself wishing that his parents had had him done when he was younger: He was already beginning to miss his balls.

Josh's mother broke him out of his thoughts.

"Let's go, Josh. It's Eric's turn."

Josh stood up, and Eric took his place. He wasn't surprised when he saw Shelly holding a tray: The oldest sister was supposed to do the job--even if she was only nine years old.

Eric's mother guided Shelly through the process of picking Eric's balls. Eric felt a little resentment as Shelly smiled broadly while pressing the first needle into his right testicle. As he felt the pressure of his other testicle being filled with the liquid that would eventually dissolve it, he thought of Emily. He thought about how she would be here in just seven days. He thought about the present she was planning to give him and how he wouldn't be able to accept it.

Another round of applause greeted Eric as he climbed off of the table. He and Josh stood side by side as everyone filed past them, each giving their testicles a firm squeeze. The ritual not only served as a celebration of the rite, but it helped to distribute the fluid evenly throughout the boys' testicles, ensuring that they would dissolve more quickly and completely.

The rest of the afternoon proceeded as a typical birthday party, except that the boys remained naked: Everyone enjoyed cake and ice cream and Josh opened his presents. No one mentioned what had been done to Josh and Eric, and the boys--caught up in the excitement of the party--put aside any thoughts of it.

Over the following week, Rick, Sean, and Cole were anxious to see the results of the procedure. Each day, the boys rode their bikes out into the woods where they often played. Josh and Eric would drop their shorts and allow the other boys to inspect them.

On the first day, there hadn't been any noticeable difference in either of the boys. On the second day, Rick thought that Eric's testicles were just a little bit softer. By the third day, both boys' testicles had lost their previous firmness and had begun to feel spongy.

It was on this day, too, that both boys first had trouble getting erections. Eric had been encouraged by the fact that he was still able to make himself stiff two days after having had his balls pricked. He was beginning to think that he would get his chance with Emily after all. However, that hope quickly vanished: Just one day prior to Emily's arrival--try as they might--neither Eric nor Josh could get even a slight swelling in their penises.

Eric was still happy to see Emily when she and her parents finally arrived. She was fun to hang out with, even if he couldn't put his dick in her pussy. Eric helped Emily carry her stuff to Shelly's room, where she would be sleeping during her visit. Eric wanted to talk to Emily, alone, but Shelly was also excited to see Emily and wouldn't leave them alone.

Eventually, Eric's mother called them all for lunch. Emily told Shelly that she had to use the bathroom, so Shelly went on without them.

"So," Emily said slyly as soon as Shelly had left, "Are you ready for your present?"

She reached forward, put a hand on each of Eric's shoulders, then pulled him towards her and kissed him on the lips.

"I have it all planned: I'll wait till our parents go to bed--Shelly should be asleep by then--then I'll sneak across the hall to your room. We'll have to be quiet, but I don't want to wait any longer than we have to."

"Emily..."

"For the past two months, I've been thinking about doing it with you. Do you remember Brian, who lives next door to me? I've been fooling around with him since you left after Spring Break. He kept trying to put his stiffy in me, but I told him I wanted you to be the first. When I get back home, I'm going to let him put it in me."

"Emily..."

"You still want to do it, right? I'm so horny I could do you right here and now. I would, too, if I weren't so afraid of getting caught!"

She kissed Eric on the lips, again.

"Emily, there's something I have to tell you. I had my balls pricked last week."

"What? You're joking, right? Your birthday's not for another three weeks!"

"I know, but my friend, Josh, had his eleventh birthday party, last week. He got pricked, and my parents decided to do me at the same time."

"Can you still get a stiffy? I heard that some boys can still get hard for a couple of weeks after."

"No, I've tried."

"Let me see."

Eric dropped his shorts. Emily knelt down in front of him and inspected his balls. They had shrunk to half the size that she remembered them being. She gave them a gentle squeeze: What was left of Eric's balls was soft and squishy.

Just them, Shelly appeared at the door.

"He had his balls pricked," Shelly stated, plainly, then added, proudly, "I got to do it!"

When neither Emily nor Eric made a comment, Shelly said, "Lunch is ready. Mom says to come, now."

That night, Emily snuck into Eric's room, anyway. She was wearing a long t-shirt "without any panties," Emily gleefully told Eric when she climbed into his bed. She ran her hand across his bare chest and belly, then slipped it inside his underwear. She snuggled close to him and kissed him softly on the lips as she fondled his small penis and squishy balls.

"Does it hurt when I squeeze them like that?"

"No. I haven't really felt them since they were pricked."

"Maybe if I suck on it--like I did when you were at my house--it'll get stiff. Do you want to try?"

"I have tried: It won't get hard."

Ignoring him, Emily pulled back the covers, lowered Eric's underwear to his thighs, then took his penis into her mouth.

Eric was surprised that it felt good. Since his balls had been pricked, he had stopped touching himself because he didn't enjoy it like he used to, but Emily's warm, wet mouth felt good wrapped around his soft penis. She sucked and licked for several minutes, but Eric's penis showed no sign of stiffening.

Emily sighed, falling back on the bed to lie next to Eric.

"I really wanted to feel you inside me."

"I wanted to feel what it was like to be inside of you, too, but I guess we'll never know, now."

"I'm still gonna let Brian do me. Are you okay with that?"

"I guess so."

"Now I have to wait a whole nother week. Why couldn't your parents have waited until your birthday?"

In the hallway, Eric's mother stood looking into Shelly's room. She wasn't surprised to see the empty bed where Emily should have been sleeping. She put her ear to Eric's door. She could barely make out voices, but she couldn't tell what they were saying. It didn't matter: She could guess. Her son and niece were surely disappointed, but she smiled knowing that her niece's virginity would remain intact for at least a little while longer.

The next day, Shelly pestered Emily to play with her all day, but the following day, she had a gymnastics class in the morning, so Emily got to hang out with Eric and his friends. Rick and Sean had news for them. Their parents had really liked the idea of Josh and Eric being pricked together and had decided not to wait to have their sons done: They were having a party in five days, and Rick and Sean were going to have their balls pricked.

"Emily," Rick began, tentatively. "Were you really going to do it with Eric?"

"Yes. Why?"

"Well, I was wondering...since you were planning on doing it with a boy, anyway..."

"Sorry, Rick. Since Eric can't be the first boy in me, I want Brian to be the one."

"But Sean and I only have five days left."

"You guys have sisters, right? Ask one of them."

"Yeah, right!" complained Sean. "Leigh's been bouncing off the walls since she found out, and Colleen's been begging to have Leigh do one and so she can get do the other."

"Yeah! Cassidy says all boys with balls are a nuisance. She can't wait to stick the needles in me."

"Sorry, guys. I really wanted Eric to be my first boy, but now that that's not possible, I'm going to let Brian be the one."

Emily got to attend the party. She had never before seen a boy have his balls pricked, and she was fascinated by the procedure. She stood close so she could get a good view. Her heart raced as she saw each needle penetrate one of the boys' testicles, then watched in awe as the fluid emptied from the syringe. She was sorry that she didn't have a brother: She wanted to have the chance to prick a boy's balls, herself.

While Rick and Sean were being neutered, Cole stood along side them with his hands in front of his genitals. He couldn't understand why his penis was so hard. He tried to will it to go soft, but he found himself excited to know that he was the only one of his friends who was going to get to keep his balls.

Cole was an only child, and his parents had decided that they wanted a grandchild, so they were going to leave Cole's testicles intact. They had told him this just before Josh's party. They had also told him not to share this information with his friends because it might make them feel bad.

That seemed silly to Cole: It wasn't long before Cole's eleventh birthday, and his friends would find out then. Maybe it made a difference finding out after it had already been done to them and it was too late to change things.

After the party, Emily said goodbye to Eric. She and her parents got home late that night, but early the next morning, Emily raced over to Brian's house. Brian greeted her with a sheepish grin.

"Guess what happened to me, last week?"