ACCIDENTALLY DEBALLED BY SCHOOLMATES ON LAST DAY AT SCHOOL
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Grammar school was always going to be fun - it was all boys and I already enjoyed being wanked by my older boy cousin on his farm. On the first day all the new boys were taken up behind the cricket pavilion, to be exercised by a few older boys. This involved having your balls tied very tighty with a bootlace then the other boys took it in turns to really work your balls hard whilst they wanked-off. It only took about ten minutes for four boys to jerk- off, and by then I was cumming like mad. I enjoyed being exercised so much that by week two, I had persuaded the older boys to do me three times a day. It was fantastic, and my cousin still wanked me a few times at the weekend. This blissful ball working went on for 5 years with younger boys taking over as I got older, until it came to my last day. I suddenly realised that I was going to miss the daily work-outs, so we decided to have one last really good session. We all went up to the pavilion as usual and tied my balls off really tightly. There were about twenty stiff cocks standing to attention around me, some ball bags were still hairless, and they were all straining to get jerked-off. Well, it went on for about an hour, and I was in such ecstacy that I didn't realise so much time had passed. When we were all done, and they came to untie my balls, the bag was almost a black/purple colour, and we couldn't get it to change back to its normal pink. One of the lads mentioned that perhaps I should go over the road to the hospital to let a doctor have alook at it. So off we went. The rather plump lady doctor laughed when she saw my balls, and simply said that she would have to castrate them quickly before they turned rotten. She took me into a cubicle, gave me a shot, and cut the lot off! I now take a daily shot of testosterone to keep wanking, but I really miss those balls!