Farmhands

Farmhands at play

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	Joey pulled the bull into the barn, snorting and pulling at 
the rope.  It behaved like it knew what was going to happen next.  
Cody and Jacob stood and watched as the younger farmhand wrestled it 
into the holding ties, observing the cut of Joey's bare arms and 
stomach.
	"There he is, guys.  All by m'self, no less."  Joey was 
positively beaming, his smooth chest heaving and soaked in sweat.  
	James spoke up.  "Good job.  Next we cut him."  James hopped 
off the bench and fed the band into the castrating tool.  As he held 
the knife under the propane torch, Joey spoke up again.
	"Gawdam, he's got a big 'un," the boy guffawed.
	"Aw hell, that's nuthin," Cody replied.  "Jacob's got one 
that big and he ain't even a bull."
	Jacob looked at his boots.  "Yeah, right," snorted Joey.  
"Whatever."
	"Naw, he does.  Don't ya, Jake?" Cody punched Jacob lightly 
on the shoulder.
	Jacob looked sheepish and smiled nervously.  "Well, it's not 
_that_ big..."
	The bull snorted and stamped the ground.  "Well let's see 
that thang then," James challenged, really more to Cody than to 
Jacob.  Jacob shook his head back and forth.
	"Yeah, Jake, let's see it," Cody jibed him.  
	"Asshole," James muttered under his breath, but nobody 
heard.
	"Yeah, whip it out."
	Jacob sighed and rolled his eyes.  "You whip yours out and 
I'll show mine."  Jacob had peeked at Cody when they were pissing 
out in the fields and knew Cody had a tiny little pecker - Jake 
figured that was why Cody was such a prick.
	Cody was taken aback momentarily, but then smugly retorted, 
"I'll whip mine out if James does."  Cody looked at the older man, 
that sly grin on his face.  Surely James would be above this, Cody 
thought.
	James shrugged, playing it cool but wanting to show Cody up. 
 "Okay," he spat out, and undid his belt.  Cody and the others just 
stared for a moment as James stepped out of his pants, now naked but 
for his socks and hat.  "Your turn, bitch."  Joey stared; he had 
never actually seen another guys' penis before.
	Cody glanced around.  "Shit," he muttered under his breath, 
and started to pull off his boots slowly.
	"Come on, come on, let's see it," James harrassed him.  
"Stop stalling."  Cody pulled his boots off and made a show of 
undoing his belt.  Joey looked around, unsure what to make of the 
situation, while Jacob suppressed the urge to laugh.  
	"Here, then."  Cody dropped his jeans.  Joey eyes bulged at 
the sight - Cody barely had a penis, lost in the hair as it was.  
Normal sized balls, stub of a cock.  Uncircumcised, at least.  James 
looked pretty small too to Joey but at least usable.
	"Oh my," James spoke with sincere pity.  "What are you doing 
with balls?  We should be gelding you with a cock that small.  Put 
ya in a better mood."
	"Fuck you!" Cody spat back.  He turned to Jacob.  "All right 
then, asshole, let's see it!"  Jacob dropped his pants and out 
flopped his member, shaven so it would look bigger.  Joey still 
didn't see what the big deal was - that looked pretty normal to him. 
 
	"Fucking huge, ain't it?" Cody smiled menacingly at Joey.
	"It's okay, I guess," the younger man replied nonchalantly.
	"What, you got somethin' bigger?"
	"Well, maybe.  Close if not."
	"Let's see it then!"
	Joey looked around, a little nervous, but dropped his 
shorts.  That even made Jake's eyes bug out a little.  "Hot damn," 
James muttered.
	"Hell, I bet that ones' bigger n' Jake's!" Cody exclaimed.
	"No way," Jacob muttered.  "Mine's bigger than that."
	"I doubt it," James commented.  
	Cody heard what James said, so took the opposite side.  
"Well, maybe not.  Sorry, kid," he patted Joey on the back.
	"Betcha it is," James said to no one in particular.
	"Bet it ain't," Cody shot back.
	"It is."  James was riling him now.
	"What do you wanna bet?" Cody replied.
	"You don't got much left, Cody," James stared the cowhand 
right in the eyes.
	Cody looked down at James' package, then back up.  "I got 
these," he held out his balls.  "My balls against yours, Jake's cock 
is bigger than that little shit's."
	"You're on.  You lost last time."
	Lost?  Last time?  What were they talking about, Joey 
wondered.  He shot a quizzical look to Jacob, but he just shrugged, 
as if to say he didn't know either.
	"All right, kids," James said.  "You heard the bet.  Start 
jacking, we need to see."  
	"What?" Joey was confused.
	"Jack off.  My balls on Cody's that your cock's bigger than 
Jake's."
	Joey stayed confused for a minute or two until the idea was 
finally hammered home that Cody had actually bet his balls.  "Man, 
I'd like to see that fucker's balls cut off," he thought.  Jake had 
a similar notion, but all his life had had a bigger cock than any 
other guy he knew - he didn't want to be second fiddle to this one, 
and thought of blowjobs, huge tits, Cody's ass...anything he could 
to get hard.  Joey wanted to see Cody cut and did more or less the 
same thing, jacking slowly to try to come to full erection.  After a 
few moments they were both up to using two hands, fondling balls 
like mad.  Joey started to tire out, so James lent him a hand and 
started jacking the younger guy off.  
	"Hey!" Cody exclaimed, and grabbed Jake's cock, pumping it 
harder, staring at James.  After a minute or so of this, Joey said 
to the room, "That's about as big as it gets."  At this point it was 
well over a foot long.
	"Jake?" James asked.  "What about you?"  Jake's was also 
easily over a foot.
	"I'm ready."
	"Let's compare 'em, then."  James had the two stand facing 
each other, pointing their cocks out straight ahead.  They were 
close, but Joey's head touched Jake's groin while Jake's was still 
at least half an inch away from Jakes'.
	"Well, shit," Jacob exclaimed.  "He is bigger."
	Cody paled.  "Bend over," James ordered him.
	"Not again," Cody muttered.  "Please, not again..."
	James now took the time to explain.  "Cody once bet me his 
cock that his balls were bigger than mine.  He used to have a pretty 
decent one.  Didn't you, Cody?"
	"Please..."
	"But you just didn't learn.  Hold, him, men."  Neither of 
the others minded - both were hard and even turned on by the scene. 
 James clearly was; his cock was sticking right out.
	Cody didn't put up much struggle.  They bent him over a 
sawhorse while James put the band on him, snapping it tight.  Cody 
grunted.  "Just like a bull," Jacob joked, trying to hide his own 
disappointment..
	"Now watch this, Joey.  It's just like on a bull."  Joey 
bent down as James showed him where to put the knife.  "About here, 
half and inch or so below the band.  Too high and the band could 
slip off, then a quick pull," he jerked back and Cody shuddered.  
James stood up, Cody's balls in hand.  "And there it is.  Easy once 
you see it, huh?"
	"Yeah.  Wish I could have another practice go, though."
	Now Cody spoke up.  "You could cut off Jake's useless 
marbles.  Ya don't have the biggest cock anymore, do ya Jake?"
	"Well, no, but..."
	"Even the new kid's bigger than you."
	"Yeah, well..."
	"So what good is that sausage you have, then?"
	"Fuck off, Cody," Jake shouted.
	"Come on, Jake.  Weenie,"
	"FUCK YOU!" Jacob shouted, and lunged at him.  "I should 
just fuck you up the ass, you dickless asshole!"
	Joey and James stood by and watched, their cocks sticking 
out at attention.  "Okay," Cody sneered.  "Fuck me then.  All I'll 
charge you is that flesh between your legs."
	"What?"
	"You let them do to you what they did to me and you can fuck 
my virgin ass right now, you miniature wannabe."
	Jacob was fuming, face and chest flushed with anger.  He 
gripped Cody by the gut and shoved his member into the object of his 
hatred.  With every thrust, he shouted a new epithet.  He pulled out 
with blood on his cock and Cody let out little screams.  With a 
final thrust Jacob shoved himself into Cody and stood there a 
moment, pumping into Cody's asshole.
	Cody could barely stand afterward, bleeding and with cum 
leaking out his ass.  "Now you pay the price, ol' Jake," he smiled 
sardonically.
	"Fine, cut my balls off.  It was worth it."  Jake leaned 
over the same bench Cody had been castrated on.  "Fix me, James.  
Cut 'em off.  I don't need 'em anymore."
	James shrugged and showed Joey how to put the band on.  
"Don't put it too high up the sac or it won't stay on either."  This 
time he let Joey make the cut.  Jake let out a yell as he cut but 
stood up right away.
	"Now his cock," Cody spoke.
	"What?" exclaimed Jake.  James was reheating the knife.
	"My price was that James do to you what he did to me.  James 
cut my dick off; now he cuts off yours."
	"No way!"
	"'fraid so," James concurred.  "Hold still."  James took 
ahold of Jacob's still partially erect member, and before the man 
could react, swiped up from the bottom with the heated knife, right 
at the base.  Jake screamed and fell to the floor.  Cody smiled.
	"Holy shit!" Joey exclaimed at the sight of Jake's severed 
cock in James' hand.  Jake held his crotch but there was no blood; 
the knife had cauterized as it went.
	Cody kicked him lightly.  "Now you know how I felt, 
asshole."
	Joey was amazed by this turn of events.  If he had known 
this would happen he wouldn't have tried so hard; he liked Jacob.  
Joey didn't even like his cock, it was so big it was embarrassing.  
He just figured there was something wrong with him that other guy's 
didn't have boners in public or whatever.  It had never occurred to 
him that he could get rid of it.  Jake looked pretty pained, but if 
this was his only chance...
	"James?" he asked.  
	"Yeah?"
	"Can you...ya know, um..."
	"What?"
	"Well," Joey held his still erect cock out, "trim me down 
some?"  Joey said this while looking at James' cock, beautiful and 
shorter.  It stuck straight out now, only about six inches long.
	"You mean, cut it off?"  James was incredulous.
	"Well, not all of it...just some.  So I'm not so huge."
	"Well, not really son," James lied.  He couldn't believe his 
luck on this one.  "You have to go all or nothing."
	Joey sighed.  "All of it, then.  I hate it."
	"Okay.  Hold it out."  Joey grasped his sausage by the head 
and held it straight out.  James held the heated knife on the 
underside facing upward.  "Ready?" he asked the younger man.  Joey 
nodded yes.
	James brought the knife up quickly, then held it over the 
stump to cauterize it.  Joey screamed but held his ground, grasping 
his rapidly deflating cock in his right hand.  Once the stump seemed 
closed, James pulled the knife away and let the boy fall to the 
ground.
	James looked over at the bull.  "Looks like you got a 
reprieve, boy."  The bull snorted.

	After a few weeks everybody had healed up okay.  Cody did 
calm down a little.  Jacob had an irrestible craving for cock for a 
week or so but it went away when his sex drive did.  He couldn't 
understand Joey at all; that kid had actually asked James to cut his 
dick off.  Joey tried to explain it to him but never really got 
through.  Joey's real problem now was the lack of a sexual outlet.
	So now here it was, a year later.  Cody and Jacob had 
adjusted to their lack of testosterone.  They had stayed in good 
shape from the farm work, and both had adjusted.  It was easier for 
Cody as he hadn't had a dick in a long time.  Jake took longer.  He 
cried a lot that first year but got over it with a surprising amount 
of support from Cody.  Joey had some problems - he was glad it was 
gone but rubbing the stump or his testicles wasn't enough for him, 
and he was too proud to let anybody fuck him.  James, on the other 
hand, was in a state of near constant arousal.  He felt a little 
guilty about the whole thing with Jake.  Joey had asked for it and 
Cody had been asking for it for a long time, if not out loud.  He 
could have gotten away with not cutting off Jake's dick but had been 
so hot at the time - he'd thought about removing that monstrous 
thing for so long.
	James' whole problem now was that he still had a monster 
fetish for cutting and the cutting he had done had only made it 
worse.  He wanted Joey's balls now, and badly.  Lately when he 
jacked off he even thought about castrating himself.  Cody and Jacob 
were so beautiful with their totally smooth groins, just a scar 
where their manhood had sat.
	Time came around again for a calf to get his.  Joey by now 
knew how to do it, but James had something in store for him.  The 
two men were alone this time; the others were out in the field.  
Once the bull was secure, James made his pitch.
	"Joe?"  The younger man had asked them to call him Joe but 
they rarely did.
	"Yeah?"
	"You horny?"
	"Am I ever not?"  He looked at James quizzically.  "Look, I 
don't want you to fuck me."
	"That's not what I was going to ask.  You remember the 
practice you got doing this for the first time."  It was a 
statement, not a question.
	"Yeah."  Joey shook his head, still in disbelief.
	James undid his pants.  "I want you to get some more in 
before we do this calf."
	"What?  You want me to cut you?"
	"Yeah.  I really think you want me to cut you, too, Joey.  
It's really time those came off."
	Joey sighed.  James watched the way his torso moved.  He's 
grown a lot this last year, James thought.  Lots more mass.  "I 
guess so.  You want that I should cut your dick off, too?"
	"Yeah."
	"Then I guess you better do me first."  Joey snapped the 
first band on and handed James the tool.  "Go to town."
	James' erection grew as Joey dropped his pants.  "You really 
get off on this, don't you?" he asked the older hand.
	"Yeah.  You...you are happy that way, right?"
	Joey thought for a minute before responding.  As James 
snapped the band on, he replied, "Yeah.  Yeah, I really am."
	James reloaded the tool and snapped the band on the bull.  
"Can't forget to do him this time."  Joey held the knife in front of 
the torch. 
	"Better not.  You ready?"  He handed the knife to James and 
braced himself.
	James positioned the knife and Joey could feel the whitehot 
line of heat near the neck of his remaining genitals.
	"Oh, yeah," James responded, and with one cut severed the 
last remnants of Joey's manhood from his body.
	Joey grit his teeth but made no sound.  He stood still and 
let the flesh settle down as James heated the knife.  Once it had 
gotten hot enough again, he handed the blade off to Joey and stood 
firm, chest out, stomach in, erect cock protruding.  "You want to 
jack off or something first?" Joey asked him.  James just nodded his 
head no.
	"Just do it."  Joey jerked his hand up quickly, and found 
himself holding onto James' organs, the older man leaning against 
the wall grimacing.
	Joey turned around and headed for the bull...