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Neighborhood Mormon Boys Part 3 Tommy went home to be with his family and it seemed that they accepted him as being cured. Miles stayed closer and closer to my house as his family pushed him away. It seems so sad that a loving boy like him has a family that cannot accept a different life choice. The Mormons always preach to others that they are open minded to other lifestyles but they were among the first to publicly support the ousting of gay Boy Scout leaders. There are too many stories of gay Mormon men molesting Boy Scouts and all they get is an excommunication from the church. Miles and I became much closer to me as he withdrew from his family. He was told to leave home when he reached 15 because he was a bad influence on his younger brothers. The boy came to me in tears and fear about being homeless at that tender age. I told him he would never be homeless and I would love to have him to live with me. Miles hugged me so tightly I almost could not breathe. I went to his father and we talked about his son. I explained that I knew about the tensions at home and Miles was welcome to come live in my home. I assured him that his school work would be strictly observed and that he would have no idle time with all the chores I have lined up for the boy. Miles’ parents talked it over when I left and made the decision to offer Miles to me for adoption if I would be willing. I contacted my attorney and he drew up the proper legal documents. All parties involved went before the family court judge and she agreed that the boy would be in a good home with me By that following weekend Miles had moved into my home and was now my legal son. He had even agreed to take my last name to sever all ties to his Mormon past. I now have the perfect life, a very cute young blond teen living in my house and sleeping in my bed. It has been a year since I helped Tommy and four other boys. I thought the persecution of gay boys by the Church had ended, at least in this area. The word had gotten out among the boys to avoid being caught and to never use their computers. It is a common occurrence for Miles to invite all of his friends that I Have helped over to spend a Saturday night with us. Their parents think it is only for their monthly check up I had demanded. I have 6 bedrooms beside mine and Miles’ so the boys were free to have sex with each other. They enjoyed the Jacuzzi and swimming pool as well as the game room with all the latest games that boys love to play. They always invited Miles to join them in their sex play but he declined and continued to stay with me. I have many gay DVD’s for boys to watch in the home theater. It is a nice sight to see several good looking naked boys playing with each other’s penis as they watched the videos. This always led to hot boy – boy sucking and fucking sessions. The boys never knew that I had a recorder secretly running to catch all the exciting action. Miles and I would later play it back to get us excited at all the action between young boys in love. I was called by the Bishop to come to another meeting at the 1st Ward Church house Saturday afternoon at I arrived early for the meeting and was greeted by Mr. Chase and promptly taken into the same meeting room. Once in there I saw the Bishop and Stake President as well as some new faces. They were introduced to me clockwise around the table. This time there were 2 more Bishops and their Stake President. In with the Church Leaders there were three other men as well. As usual they were in suits with white shirts and tie. I really think Mormons wear the same clothes to all functions whether it is Church, funeral or wedding. They are too formal all the time to wear casual clothing. It is no wonder Mormon boys are never happy in their homes and their suicide rate is among the highest in the Nation. I feel so sorry for these poor mislead boys having to live in hell everyday of their lives at home. That Church is so full of bullshit I just want to scream at these men but I knew that would not help the boys. Once again Mr. Chase started the talk and let his Bishop to continue. “Dr. Evans, you have done us a great service over the last year and you have our gratitude for that.” “We have talked with other leaders of our Church in the area and they have some problems we need you to ‘handle’ for us.” “These boys are not associated with any of our boys. Their activities were discovered when two boys were caught at Brother Smith’s home having sex with his son.” The Bishop stated calmly. I was totally silent as I listened to the prepared speech and knew what it was leading up to. One by one each of the men told about their son’s homosexual activities and what had be tried to change their evil ways. I cannot believe that intelligent men actually believe that wrapping electrical wires around their son’s penis and testicles to apply shocks to them when naked boy pictures were show to them. When they got aroused the electric power was sent through the poor boys sex organs until the erection went away. This time I was prepared for the Mormon assholes and have my cell phone watching everyone tell the stories and getting every word sent to Miles at home. My new son was recording all this onto my computer. Later we would record everyone’s voice and picture on a DVD. This time they will not be able to wiggle out of their predicament. Brother Smith’s son was names Chris and was now 14. He was caught in his room with Mike Anderson and David Warner having oral intercourse. The treatments given at the BYU rehab center did not yield positive results. So it was decided by the Church leaders that their sons should be castrated immediately. They were told of my requirements and that I was not negotiable on any points. One father wanted to video tape his son’s castration to make a threat to his younger sons. I stood up in anger and advanced to the man. “Are you out of your mind?” I yelled at the idiot at the end of the table. “I would love to castrate you and put that on tape to show what an ass you are!” “Please sit down Dr. Evans, we hope that Brother Smith did not offend you and you can forgive him for overstepping your kindness.” The Bishop replied to me. I returned to my seat and stared at Mr. Smith and wished I really could do to this asshole what he thinks his son should have. He would be surprised to learn how many gay persons there really are in this world but are scared to come out. I knew it was the fathers that were involved in this plot to castrate their sons because a mother would never let harm come to her baby boy and cannot so anything to stop the practice of castration to boys who are gay. “As usual we accept your terms Dr. Evans.” The Bishop told me. “Bishop Bell and President Ross have talked with us and they will go along with your conditions.” “I want to see Chris at my home on Saturday morning at “The other two boys will follow on the next two weekends.” I concluded. “Chris will be at your home early Saturday morning and I will bring him to be sure he does not run away.” Mr. Smith told me. “I am sorry for what I said earlier but I have two younger sons age 12 and 13 that I do not want to get into this homosexual life style.” With all of that sent over my cell phone to my house I said my goodbyes and left the Church house. Upon returning home I found Miles with a huge smile on his face and he practically jumped into my arms to hug me. “I cannot believe how big of an asshole my ex dad is!” Miles told me in his sexy boyish voice. “You have them in a bad position and they cannot get out of it this time!” We then went to bed to have a fantastic all night sex session with that blond boy almost wearing me out. I still cannot believe that the boy of my dreams is gay and now my lover. I think back on all those days I watched that beautiful long haired blond boy work in my yard and play with my dogs. I had always wished to get him into my bed but thought it was not possible because he was straight. Oh God was I wrong! Not only was this blond angel gay but he had been in love with me for the last 8 years. I was the only one who ever was nice to him and gave him presents for his birthdays. Mormons have too many children to give much quality time with each one so one will always be neglected. This boy was not the one to be left alone because he is too loving and sensitive. I recently found out that he has attempted suicide 2 times by drug overdose. That is the heavy burden put on Mormon boys to conform to the Mormon doctrines. I wonder where the Mormons come up with these strange ideas about religion. We all believe in Jesus Christ and he forgave our sins by dieing on the Cross for us. He does not condemn us for sin but loves us all. I am very grateful that the Lord did not let Miles go through with what he intended to do. Miles has become a very special part of my life and it would kill me to lose him. I will never let anyone harm my new son in any way. We went to bed that night and I had very little sleep. Not only was I worrying about all the Mormon boys in the world but Miles was feeling very horny. He started off by giving me one of the best blowjobs I have ever had in my life. From there he lowered his young hairless boy body onto my still hard curved cock. Miles was getting very good at this now and was able to take it all in one quick slide down my cock. The blond angel looked at me with those deep blue eyes and said in his sexy voice, “Kevin, please fuck me again and do it harder than ever! I love it when you fuck me hard and look me in my face as you cum inside me!” With my lovely blond teenage son asking in that sexy boyish way for me to screw his ass there is no way I could deny his desires. I rolled him onto his back never removing my love tool from his tight hole I up and down the length of his smooth body with my eyes coming to rest on that very hard boyish penis. It looked very strange but nice to see a small pink wrinkled sack under it. I felt it and knew that very soon I would release his testicles so they could drop back inside. It made his penis look sexier to not have the familiar bumps of balls inside the sack below. I fucked Miles slowly while we hugged and kissed lovingly. I love the feeling of my low hanging balls touching his hot ass at the bottom of my in stroke. It always seems like when you want something to last forever that it ends too soon. I felt the pressure building inside and I tried to hold off as long as possible. With a shuddering long push in I unloaded at least 6 hard pumps of sperm into Miles’ love tunnel as we kissed passionately. The boy shook with delight as he felt my hot sperm hit inside his tight hole. I could not let my lover boy go without unloading what he has saved for me today. I kept my cock inside the cum slicked boy hole and bent down to take his beautiful boy cock into my mouth. I damn near break my back every time I do this but we both love it. I continued to suck on his small teenaged cock like it was my life support system required to keep alive. I felt Miles tense every muscle in his small hairless body and I knew he was close to giving me the boy cum I love to taste. He did not disappoint me as he pumped out all the sweet sperm his hiding balls had produced today. I swallowed all the boy could give me and wished for more. Miles had remained smooth and totally hairless since we started him on Estrogen injections. I had to keep the doses low enough to prevent damage to his testicles. We have talked about me performing his surgery now since he was my son legally. We decided to do it on his 16th birthday which was 6 months away. The boy has not developed any of the usual teenage problems like acne or body hair. Saturday came around all too soon to suit me. At “This is Chris, my son, I will leave him with you now.” His father stated to me as he turned and left. “I trust you will handle the problem for me!” “You can relax Mr. Smith because Chris is in my hands now and I will do everything I can to help him.” I replied. Chris slowly entered our home and shyly stood by the door. He was a very nice looking boy about 5 foot 5 inches tall and very nicely built for a 14 year old boy. He wore his dark hair tied back into a short ponytail to his shoulders. His deep blue eyes could melt any man’s heart with his look of pure love. I immediately noticed that he wore two small gold earrings and that is very unusual for a Mormon boy. I decided to put this boy’s fears to ease right away. “Relax Chris; you are among friends who will not harm you. We are gay too and I am going to try helping you.” Chris immediately stood up straighter and his cute face turned brighter as a smile appeared. Miles and I took the boy into our arms and hugged him. I noticed the young boy had tears running down his face and I knew that this boy has been abused badly. I took Chris back to my office for the preliminary examination. I asked him to remove his clothing and get on the table. He was very shy to undress for me and then I saw the reason why. This boy had black and blue marks all over his young body form beatings. I knew they were from his father and my hatred toward him grew immensely. I swore an oath to God that I was going to pay some gay friends of mine to fuck his dad up bad. Who knows what they will do because they are into leather and S & M. They might decide to rape the asshole and torture him during the whole ordeal. They normally do favors for me but I will pay for this job to be done correctly. He must be made to suffer like his son has! I started my exam by listening to the teenager’s heart and lungs. Then I had him lay on his back so I could feel his abdomen for any abnormalities. The boy is in great shape and everything checked good so far. Next I took his soft penis in my hand and rolled the foreskin back to expose a very cute knob. I looked all over his shaft and head for any signs of infections but it was obvious this boy kept himself very clean. My manipulations had caused Chris’ penis to become hard. It was about 5 ½ inches long which is slightly longer than normal for a 14 year old boy. I then moved to Chris’ hairless scrotum to feel his teenaged testicles inside. I first rolled the left testicle between my right finger and thumb and found it to be ok but a little on the small side. I went to the right testicle which was quite larger than its twin and rolled it around feeling the surface. Then I found what always makes my heart almost stop. On the side next to the epidymus was a small mass. I continued to examine that mass to make sure I had not made a mistake. There was no mistaking it there was what I believed to be a cancerous growth on the young teen’s right testicle. I was scared for what was in store for this young boy. I originally thought I would be able to save him from castration but now it was inevitable. I did not say anything to Chris but told the boy to get up and put his clothes back on. I called for Miles to take the young teenager into the game room for a few minutes. I called my hospital and ordered ultrasound scans of the boy’s scrotal contents I knew deep down what would be revealed but I hoped beyond hope I was wrong. Chris’ appointment was made for the following Monday at He was first on the list of patients to be tested due to my seniority at this hospital. Chris jumped and grabbed my hand as the technician called out his name. I helped the trembling boy to his feet and we went through the door down the long hallway and past several doors. At the end we were directed into the room with the ultrasound equipment. It is a cold sterile room with the ultrasound screen turned on and halfway illuminating the room. The technician is a woman that showed deep concern for the boy when she saw I was accompanying him. She glanced at the charts and knew exactly what she would find in his scrotum. I have never missed a diagnosis in my entire tenure at this hospital and she knew this poor teenager was in a long line of boys whose sex life had just come to an end before it started. Chris was instructed to remove all his clothes and get on the table he was given two warmed blankets to cover his hairless boy body. One for the upper and one for the lower part of his body. The technician came to sit on a chair at his side. She asked if he would be ok if she could use the transducer on his scrotum. She was very kind and showed Chris the instrument in her hand and explained what it does. Chris gave his very shy and quiet permission to touch him in his very most personal area. The technician pulled the lower blanket down to expose the small hairless boy sack. She felt Chris tense up as his sack became exposed to the cold air. She then pulled the warm blanket around the teenager’s sex organs leaving only them exposed. “I am going to put some gel on this transducer and put it onto your scrotum now.” The technician said in a soothing voice. “It will feel cold at first but it will warm up very fast.” ”I am ready now.” Chris replied in a brave boyish tone. Just then the door opened and a doctor with several medical school students came strolling in. “Don’t mind us we are only going to observer the procedure.” This intrusion had an obvious effect on Chris because the boy reached down to cover his exposed sex organs. “Just what the hell do you think you are doing Doctor!?” I yelled at the visitors. “We have permission to observe any procedure for training purposes!” “Get the hell out of here, this is my patient and you are causing him undue stress during an emotional time! If you have problem with that order we will stop right now and go see the administrator!” “Sorry Dr. Evans we will leave now.” He said as he hurriedly directed the students out. “I am very sorry for this Chris I know you were embarrassed and I will take this matter to the very top to see it will not happen again.” The technician put the sensor to the boy’s sack and he jumped at the cold feeling. He soon relaxed as the probe warmed from the scrotal contact. She moved the sensor around as the images appeared on the monitor’s screen. I was watching the display as it defined the shape of Chris’ left testicle and the Doppler showed good blood flow to the gland. When the sensor was moved to the right side we both saw the abnormal shape on the dorsal side of his testicle. The display showed and increased blood flow to that organ in that area of the organ. There was no mistaking what I had found in the first place, Chris has testicular cancer on the right and he would need to have at least one removed. The technician finished up and gave Chris a towel to remove the conductive gel from his young scrotum. When she left the room with the computer disk I helped the teenage boy get redressed. “Please tell me what is going on Dr. Evans!” Chris begged me in his boyish tone. “Chris please sit down over here next to me.” I did not know how to tell him the bad news. I have done it so many times and it is never easy to tell a young boy that he must lose his testicles. “I did not want to say anything to worry you before the tests. “You have a cancerous growth on your right testicle” I explained. “Have you ever had any pain in either one?” “Have you ever had any injuries to your balls at any time?” I asked the pony tailed boy. “My father has beat my balls with a belt when he found out I was gay. He did this to me every day until they got really big and hurt.” That did it, that asshole has destroyed his son’s testicles by inflicting injury to the boy's growing sex organs. I knew he would have to suffer for this and I wished I could watch. “I have had a throbbing pain in my balls at different times but it does not last very long” “It feels like I got kicked really hard but nothing has happened to them.” “Chris, I hate to tell you this but I am must perform surgery on you to remove at least your right testicle and maybe the left one if once I have it outside of your body the tests show any cancer on it too.” Chris tried to be brave but the cute young teenager started to cry softly. I pulled his small body next to me and he laid his head on my shoulder to cry his heart out. I softly hugged his young body as he sobbed his tears out. After 15 minutes he finally relaxed and looked up to my face and pulled me down to kiss my lips. “I have always wanted to kiss a good looking man I hope you will forgive me.” “Chris I love boys your age and will never pass the opportunity to kiss or have sex with one. I enjoyed that very much.” I said as I took the boy with me out of the room. We went to the surgical admissions section and once there I completed the appropriate forms for his surgery. I signed the form as his doctor and told him to take it to his father to sign. I went with him to make sure the asshole did not hurt this boy anymore. I informed him of the required surgery and that it must be performed in the hospital because the boy would have to be under general anesthesia and have all the doctors and nurses present. I had him fill out the medical insurance paperwork to pay for the surgery. Chris stayed in our home for the 3 days prior to the hospital visit. It would only be an outpatient surgery so he would be able to come home with me as soon as he came out of the anesthesia. Chris and Miles had sex several times and most of the time it was in our bed. What a thrill to have two hot young teens in my bed having sex with me. The first time I sucked on Chris’ uncut penis I found out how much the boy could cum. His output was almost as great as mine but much sweeter like that of Miles. I enjoyed taking all 5 ½ inches into my mouth and then sucking both his testicles in alongside it. Chris almost floated off the bed as I sucked on all of his boyish sex organs at the same time. At the same time Chris was sucking on Miles’ hard cock holding onto his slim hips. I have a nice view of Miles hot little ass as he straddled Chris’ body with his knees. I reached over and rubbed my son’s firm buns before returning my attention to my work on Chris’s hot cock. Both boys’ bodies started to shake and they gave long moans of pure sexual pleasure. They both gave up their hot boy cum at the same time Chris filled my hungry mouth with several squirts of pure sweet boy cum. Miles felt the shiver go through Chris’ body as he had his powerful orgasm and released his load into Chris’ sucking mouth. It was all over too soon but the two boys were drained of boy cum and we pulled our mouths off the now soft boy cocks. We lay on the on the bed drained of energy as my unsatisfied cock remained fully erect and pointing at the ceiling. I did not like to think that by the end of this week Chris would no longer have his testicles that made this delightful boy juice. Miles saw this and rolled over to take it into his hand he played with my shaft and fat balls before taking the head into his mouth. Chris came over to watch the fun and took one of my nuts in each hand and gently squeezed them. Chris begged Miles to trade with him so he could finish me off. “I have always wanted to suck on a big penis to see if I can take it all into my mouth.” I felt the tip touch the back of Chris’ throat and the boy’s gag reflex hit him hard. He pulled off for a moment as he regained his composure. Once again he went down on me but being more careful to not let my cock knob touch his tonsils. Just watching that young teenage boy with the dark ponytail bobbing up and down on my cock sent me over the edge to an all too quick orgasm. I erupted with so much force that some of my cum shot out of Chris’ cute button nose in twin white jets as I was transfixed by his sexy blue eyes. Chris pulled off my cock with my fresh cum running from his cute mouth and down his chin. He licked up what he could with his tongue then took his right finger and scooped up the rest to eat the rest. I then pulled both boys to me and we hugged and kissed for quite some time. Chris was quite a good lover for a 14 year old boy and he loved to have anything done to him as long as it was sexual in nature. I still look on those bruises on his body and feel so sorry for him. I began hating these Mormons more and more every day for thinking they own these boys and can do as they wish to their bodies. Thursday came all too soon for both Chris and me none of us got much sleep the night before. I had called Miles’ school and told them he would not be in the next day because he has a good friend going in for some surgery. We all got dressed and of course we skipped any breakfast because Chris could not eat or drink anything since The trip to the hospital was quite with very little conversation. The road noise seemed very loud even though my Mercedes was very noise free. Once at the hospital I parked in my personal space and the three of us walked in the front door. We went to the 5th floor day surgery admitting desk and got Chris checked in. He was taken in immediately because I had accompanied him as his personal physician. I hugged Miles and gave him some money to get food or whatever he wanted while waiting for us. I then went in through the door to get prepped for the surgery. At exactly “Hello Chris, are you ready to get going?” I inquired of the young teenage boy. “Hi Doc I am ready now but I am still a little scared!” he replied. “Don’t worry one little bit.” The nurse told him. “Dr. Evans is the best in this area.” I nodded to the anesthesiologist and he injected the IV line and Chris was out cold in a second. We undraped the area of Chris’ waist and taking the scalpel I opened first his left side and then his right. I spread the incisions open to expose his spermatic cords going to each testicle. Then I clamped his right cord tightly before pushing on his right testicle in the scrotum and pulling on the cord. Soon his good sized testicle appeared in my hand and I opened the muscular covering to expose the testicle itself. There it was a medium sized cancerous growth on the testicle. Having no choice now I tied off the cord very high and cut the cord between the tie and the forcep. The nurse put his helpless sex gland in a stainless steel tray to die for lack of blood. I then went to the boy’s left cord and using another forcep I clamped it off. I once again clamped and pulled until the smaller gland popped into my waiting hand. Upon opening the outer sheath my stomach fell when I saw a very small growth on the very bottom of his testicle. I quickly tied off that cord and cut loose the testicle from the boy. My nurse put the severed gland next to its twin on the tray. The nurse opened a sealed package and handed me a prosthetic testicle that was slightly larger than the real glands. I pushed in down the canal until it filled the boy’s sack on the right side. I repeated the procedure for the left sided and looked at the hairless sack to see if it looked normal. Having sucked on the boy’s sack and testicles I knew that this was as good as it will ever get. Having completed the castration of the young boy I closed the incisions with several internal stitches and surgical skin glue on the outside. The stitches would dissolve inside and the glue would leave a very small scar on the outside. Chris was wheeled out of the operating theater to a recovery room where Miles was allowed to wait. He sat close to his new young friend and wanted to hold his small hand. After an hour Chris started to wake from the anesthesia and found a smiling face. “How do you feel Chris?” Miles asked. “I am concerned for your health and was scared! My dad told me that all went well but he has to talk with you.” Chris tried to talk but found his throat was sore and his voice did not come out easily. “Why is my throat sore?” he asked Miles. “I can barely talk to you.” “They put a tube down your throat so the machine could make sure you were breathing during the operation.” Miles explained. At Miles took one look at Chris’ fat low hanging sack and smiled to me. I gave a nod to Miles. “Chris, feel your sack!” Chris looking at us with a puzzled face reached down and felt the large orbs inside his hairless sack “Wow Dr. Evans I thought you took my balls out!” “I did have to take both your balls out so I put those big fake ones inside your sack.” I told the young teenage boy. “They will feel just like real testicles but they are made of a kind of silicon that is safe to implant into the body.” “You will no longer make sperm or testosterone in your testicles but sperm is not needed by a gay boy. Testosterone will be given to you in the form of gels, patches, or injections” I explained to the boy. If you want to stay young looking and not grow much body hair you should keep the testosterone levels low.” We left the hospital and made the drive to our house where we helped Chris into the house. We put him into a wheel chair and wheel him to the theater room to relax. He did not want to stay put and insisted on getting up but the doctor was there and told him “NO! Stay put!” He obeyed my commands and let us get what he needed. For 2 days the boy was a total pain in my ass as he was found walking about. On the third day Chris was able to do everything for himself. Miles and Chris were having a great time in the game room That night Chris wanted to join Miles and me in our bed so I knew the teenager was feeling better and was still a normal horny boy. We had sex for several hours and I enjoyed watching them suck each other’s cock. Chris talked Miles into fucking his virgin ass and I enjoyed the sight and sounds of boys in pure pleasure. About They were friends of mine from downtown and were into heavy S & M plus CBT. We all kissed and hugged and I invited them to sit down in the bar. I brought them each a beer and myself a mixed drink before I began. I explained about Chris and how his being gay has caused his father to hurt him in many ways. “He is only 14 and is one of us. The Mormon Church has demanded his castration for that reason. I found on my examination that the boy’s testicles have been permanently damaged and he now had testicular cancer. I had to castrate the teenager to save his life but he will be ok.” “He sounds like a real asshole!” Mike said to the others. “What do you want us to do?” “I know it is right down your line of fun to cause pain to other’s cocks and testicles.” I told my friends. “I would like to pay you to make this man pay for what he had done to his son!” I took them quietly to my room to let them see my son and Chris in my bed together. They were sound asleep waiting for my return and looked like teenaged angles “Hell no Doc! This one is on the house and we will enjoy it very much. We will avenge our fellow young gay boy and his father will think several times before laying one hand on him again!” “Thank you my friends! I owe you for this one any time” I told the men. “Don’t Dr. Evans you have done plenty for all of the gay community over the years and it is time to pay you back for some of it.” We finished our drinks and they left quietly around Chris returned home the next day with his father. I instructed them that he was to return to me every 2 weeks for a blood test to see how the testosterone level was doing. I had not decided the means of maintaining his level whether it be injections, gels or the patch. That following Sunday a white van was parked very close to the side of Mr. Smith’s driver side door. As he slid past the sliding door of the van it suddenly slid open and 3 men pulled him inside closing the door behind him. The van calmly backed out of the parking space and went down the street to the freeway entrance. Once on I-80 the drove to the I-15 south bound ramp and went on for 5 more miles. The van got off the ramp and drove east to the mountains. They came to a cabin after a 30 minute drive up a deserted canyon. Mr. Smith was forced into the house and stripped of all his clothing. He had leather straps attached to his wrists and feet which were then tied to a vertical X-frame. They then whips and began beating him in his testicles. Even this straight laced Mormon got sexual turned on and his cock erected. He did yelp at each hard blow to his vulnerable nuts and soon a stream of precum was flowing from his fat cock head. Just as he was ready to have an orgasm the men stopped and grabbed his captive balls and ran a 6 inch long fat needle through both testicles. Mr. Smith bawled at the pain he felt inside his tender nuts as the needle was worked in and out and around. Soon was needle inserted from the bottom of his right ball and out the top. They next did the same to the left ball and twisted it around as it was going through. Electrical wires were hooked up all the needles and power was turned on cooking both the balls inside the sack. He screamed in pain for hours as the men came up with newer and better ideas. The man’s testicles were now dead and hot to the touch and he had no more feeling in them. One masked man came up with a large very sharp knife and grabbing the sack in his left hand he sliced it off with the balls and needles still in it. A white hot iron was applied to the open wound to stop the blood flow and soon the room was filled with the smell of burning flesh. Once the man stopped screaming the X-frame was turned over so his ass was exposed between his spread legs. Each man took his turn at violating and ruining his ass. When all that was over he had one more surprise in store for him. One of the masked men lubed his ass up with grease and rammed his fist in up to his wrist. Mr. Smith let out a blood curdling scream as he felt his ass being ripped wide open. He felt blood running down both his legs from his torn anus and rectum. He then passed out from the pain and when he woke he was laying nude in his church parking lot after The police were called to the hospital but were not able to find any clues as to why this man was selected for such a bizarre sexual assault. Mr. Smith was never seen in public again and Chris told me he was very nice to him for some strange reason. Chris was just happy that his dad quit hitting him and left him |