Justin placed a plastic sheet underneath Shaun's foot. He stuck the needle into the small vial and withdrew the xylocaine into the syringe. Holding it up for Shaun to see, he grinned at his boyfriend.

"This is it, babe. Ready?"

Shaun closed his eyes and sighed. "As ready as I'll ever be."

Justin followed his friend's directions carefully, injecting Shaun's foot at several places.

"Can you feel that?" he asked Shaun after jabbing his foot with the scalpel.

"Not a thing," Shaun said.

Justin's heart was pounding so hard he thought it would explode. He gently rubbed his boyfriend's toes, thinking that this would be the last time he'd ever see them attached to the foot. Justin was so excited that he didn't even notice that his cock was harder than it had ever been.

Justin placed the edge of the scalpel against Shaun's little toe. The instrument was extremely sharp, and the slightest pressure caused a trickle of blood to ooze from the toe.

The blade sliced through the flesh quickly, and was pressing against the bone. He looked at Shaun to make sure his lover wasn't in pain, but Shaun was still, his eyes closed, his breathing rapid.

Justin began a sawing motion, feeling the blade beginning to penetrate the bone. There was less blood than he expected. He could see the toe was now at an odd angle as it began to separate from the foot. Just a few more cuts and it would be done.

Suddenly, the blade finished slicing through the bone, and ripped through the flap of skin holding it in place. Justin gasped as the toe dropped onto the plastic sheet. He had done it!

Justin picked up the severed toe and kissed it. Impulsively, he opened his mouth and dropped it on his tongue. The feel of it in his mouth, and the metallic taste of blood, gave him the strongest high of his life.

Placing the toe on a towel, Justin bandaged the wound and repeated the process. By now he knew just how much pressure to exert to sever each toe.

Justin watched Shaun's face closely as, one by one, he cut his toes off. There was no indication of pain or distress, but almost a blissful look. Justin wondered if Shaun was thinking about his turn, when Justin would lose a ball to this same scalpel.

In less than half an hour, four bloody toes lay in a pile on the towel. After carefully cleaning and bandaging the wounds, Justin took the toes to the sink and cleaned them, finally dropping them into a jar of alcohol he had prepared beforehand.

"Thank you," Justin said to Shaun, kissing him before the two fell asleep in each other's arms.

The following morning, Justin awake to the sensation of his left arm being pulled. Opening his eyes, he could see Shaun tying a leather belt around his wrist, securing it to the headboard.

"Good morning, love!" said Shaun, smiling at his alarmed boyfriend. "It's your turn to go under the knife now."

Justin suddenly panicked, pulling his left arm against the belt. "No, what do you mean? Right now? You're going to cut me right now?"

"Of course. When did you think I was going to do it. Don't you remember doing this?"

Shaun raised his leg, showing Justin the heavily bandaged foot.

As Shaun began tying his right wrist to the headboard, a feeling of dread overwhelmed Justin. He had been so determined to cut off Shaun's four toes that he had agreed to sacrifice one of his balls. Now that it was time to live up to his end of the pact, fear clutched at his heart.

"Listen babe, I know what we said, but please don't do this," he whimpered. "I'll do anything you say, but please don't cut me!"

Ignoring Justin's pleas, Shaun wrapped a strap around Justin's foot, tying it tight to the bedpost. Soon, Justin was tied spread-eagle, naked and helpless.

Justin began to cry as Shaun shaved his crotch, carefully scraping away all the hair from around his scrotum. Then he scrubbed the area with a disinfectant before pulling on a pair of surgical gloves.

"Hold still now, babe," Shaun said, holding up the hypodermic needle. "This will go much easier if you don't struggle."

Justin cried out when the needle penetrated the skin of his sack, and his body shook with fear as Shaun injected him in several places. Letting the anesthetic take effect, Shaun gently massaged Justin's sack, squeezing his balls into the bottom of the scrotum.

"Can you feel that?" he said, pushing the point of the scalpel into the sack. Tearfully, Justin shook his head.

"Don't worry, I've read the directions very carefully. I know what I'm doing," Shaun said. "Your ball will be gone before you know it."

Justin watched wide-eyed as his lover carefully positioned the scalpel and slowly cut down the side of his sack. It took several passes before the blade sliced away all the protective tissue, exposing his left nut.

Shaun palpated the scrotum, gently pushing the testicle out of the sack. Justin was speechless as he saw Shaun holding the ball in the palm of his hand, the bloody white orb still attached to its life-giving cord.

Shaun methodically tied off the cord, checking the written instructions their friend had given them.

"Okay, babe, this is it. You're about to become a half-eunuch!"

Justin cried out in anguish as Shaun deftly sliced the cord, severing the testicle. Shaun smiled and splashed alcohol on the organ, gently scrubbing it clean.

Shaun opened his mouth and placed Justin's testicle on his tongue. "Mmmmmm....." he sighed, his eyes closed. Shaun was stroking his cock, which was as hard as Justin had ever seen it.

Opening his mouth, Shaun used his fingers to extract the testicle, placing it on a clean towel. He then went to work suturing Justin's sack closed.

"Oh babe, that was amazing," he said, wiping the tears from Justin's face and untying the belts that held his lover in bondage.

"Thank you," he said, kissing Justin's face as he spooned the trembling young man.

On their bedtable were two glass jars. One held four severed toes, the other a lone testicle. It was the last thing Justin saw before he drifted to sleep.

EPILOGUE

It only took a few weeks before both boys had healed from their surgeries.

Although his crotch was sore for days, Justin soon adjusted to his new life. He realized that he could still get full erections, and only needed one testicle to ejaculate.

For his part, Shaun healed nicely, and in no time was walking on his mutilated foot. Having the big toe made it easier to keep his balance.

What's more, the memory of what they had done made their sex even hotter than before. It drove Shaun wild every time he saw Justin's half-empty sack, and he spent hours licking the scars from the cutting while squeezing the remaining ball.

Justin also loved reliving that night when he cut off Shaun's toes. He'd lick and kiss the stubs left behind by the knife, rubbing his penis against the mutilated foot until he shot his cum all over it.

Afterwards, as the lovers cuddled naked on the bed, Shaun made a confession.

"You know, babe," he said, holding Justin tight against him. "It took a lot of restraint for me to not take your other ball too."

Justin's eyes opened wide, and he sat up suddenly.

Shaun laughed. "It's true! It was the hottest thing cutting out your ball. And you were totally helpless. There wouldn't have been anything you could have done to stop me."

"Fuck, are you crazy?" he said. "For one thing, we could never have sex again. No balls, no hardons, remember?"

"Actually, that's not true," Shaun said with a sly smile. "All it takes are regular hormone shots and you could have all the stiffies you like. I read about it on the Eunuch Archive."

Justin settled back down in bed, and Shaun wrapped his arm around him again. Justin drifted off to sleep thinking about what his boyfriend had just said. Something about it shook him to his core.

The next morning, Shaun woke up to the sensation of Justin's tongue bathing his mutilated foot with his tongue.

"Well, that's a nice way to start the day," he smiled, noticing that Justin's cock was rigid.

Justin scampered up the bed and kissed his boyfriend passionately.

"I was thinking about what you said last night," he said to Shaun. "How would you like to lose four more toes?"

Shaun's face exploded in a broad smile. He reached over and began to fondle Justin's remaining ball.

"I thought you'd never ask!" Shaun grinned.