During the Olympic try-outs, all of the teen-aged, female Gymnastic, Olympic-hopefuls, with their tight, little, lithe bodies, worked themselves to exhaustion during the day, and enjoyed relaxing sexually with each other in the evening! Many became bi-sexual, during the close-knit years of training, and exclusively-female companionship. Starting their training as pre-teens, they were given no opportunity for boyfriends, although many often-fantasized about it. The older veteran-teens, introduced them to lesbian love-making activities, including group-lesbian sex and oral gratification, toys, strap-on cocks, and other girl/girl fun and games!

On the Internet, they discovered the Authenticock website, offering real-cock, strap-on dildos, complete with their exclusive, refillable, squirting-balls. Head-teen gymnast, Heidi, suggested that they try to talk the Men’s gymnastic team, into giving up their virile packages for the girls strap-on needs. "After-all," explained Heidi, "these guys could perform ever-so-much more efficiently, on the various apparatuses, if they weren’t burdened with the bulk and extra-weight, of their sexual packages! If we could make it clear to them, that their Olympic chances would be greatly-enhanced by losing their big cocks and balls, they would probably forfeit-them, to us!"

"Wow! That’s exciting!," replied Gina. "It’s certainly worth asking!  I caught Jerry, the top-hopeful on the Hi-bar, and the Vault, coming naked out of the locker-room the other day, and, I’m telling you ... he’s hung like a stud-horse! He must have a fourteen-inch prick, and HUGE balls!"

"Well, that’s what I’m getting-at!," answered Heidi. "We need to point-out, to him, that he’s carting-around, like four-or-five extra-pounds of weight, in the different events, with that monster-package, that he doesn’t NEED! We, on the other-hand, could make a lovely strap-on, real-cock, dildo and balls out-of-it, which would really enhance OUR performance! These guys are ALWAYS trying to sneak-into the dorm, here, and get-into our tight, little gym-shorts, but, as the Authenticock-ad reads, if they realized how much-more pussy, their donated-cocks would be getting-into, they’d probably go for it!  Hey, it’s worth a try!"

That night, the girls’ team got permission from their coach, to by-pass the training-table, and, as a good-luck gesture, invite the men’s team, out for a restaurant dinner, as a treat, before the big Olympic Try-Outs, at Madison Square Garden this coming weekend.

Over their shrimp-cocktail starter, they pointed out to the young, teen-studs, that, beyond the shrimp cocktail, THEIR cocks, were to be the subject of the evening!

Gina pointed-out to the well-hung Jerry, whom she’d snuck-into her room, and screwed several times, since admiring his package in the locker-room. "See, Jerry, that big cock and balls of yours, ‘gotta weigh a good five-or-six extra pounds, and it’s just slowing you down, in your events! I saw you practicing on the pommel-horse, the other day, and your crotch keeps hitting the apparatus, whenever you swing your open-legs over-it, which looks awkward, and is shaving points off your scores! And every-time you land on it, on one of your splits, you look like your bustin’ your big nuts, for sure!  I see the judges wincing!Then on the floor-exercises, I cringe every time you end-up in a split, after a floor-move, and you mash your big nuggies into the floor! I see you grimace in pain, each time you land spread-eagled. And there’s a damned good-chance, that you fellas, could end-up bursting your nice balls, that way, and end-up with no sex-life anyway! And ALL you guys are in the same boat! You’re packin’ big equipment – down there, which is costing you time-points, and getting in your way ... and is wasted on you studs anyway, ‘cause with your endless training-schedule, you don’t have time to do any nookie, even if you wanted to! And, just think ... If you donate your big pricks to US, they’ll be into more pussy, than you guys would ever have time for, in a lifetime!"

Then, Heidi, the head girl-gymnast, chimed-in, "So we girls got together, and figured that, while we’re in New York this weekend, we could get these gals from Authenticock, who are head-quartered there, to come and have a chopping-session with us, and relieve you-all of your problem, and at the same measure, provide us with their Real-Cock, squirting-dildo strap-ons. These contributions, from you-sweethearts, would go a long ways, towards relieving us girls, of all of OUR tensions and stresses, which would be bound to increase our Olympic scores! ... and YOURS! ... It’s a win-win situation!"

Then another gymnast, Mocha, added, "It would be the best of all possible worlds, for BOTH the mens’ and womens’ teams, as we head for Athens, it seemed to us! We talked to the Authenticock people, and they could definitely meet our schedule, get you guys cut this weekend, and get your big packages, off to their tannery and leather strap-on maker, in Phoenix. Then, if the strap-ons don’t get-back to us in-time, before we leave for Greece, they even offered to have this hot little girl, Tracy, who’s evidently our-age, fly them to Athens, and deliver them to us personally, and show-us how to use the Real-Cock dildos, fill-up the refillable-balls, make-up the faux-sperm, and everything!"

The youngest girl on the team, horny, fourteen-year-old, Rachel, added, enthusiastically, "Man, is that COOL ASS! I’m still a virgin, for Chrissake, but I’ve been dying to have one of you guys’ cocks pop my cherry! But you’re never available! If I had one of your nice big pricks, I could be doing my girlfriends all the time! In fact, Heidi pointed-out, that if I could talk TWO of you sweeties, into making TWO nice donations to me, I could have a double Real-Cock, strap-on made, and have one of your nice dicks, always-up in my tight, little coozie, while I’m balling one of my girlfriends! Is that fucking HOT!?"

Finally one of the male gymnasts spoke up! "Well, I’ve got to admit," voiced sixteen-year-old, Ricky, "that DOES sound hot! I don’t know whether, your little, virgin twat could handle MY thirteen-inch pecker, but several of the guys are ‘only’ eight or nine-inchers, which might be better for your personal-dong, on the inside of your strap-on! I know they’ve been dying to dip their wicks into your cute, little virgin-pussy!  We realize you girls’ points, about not getting any use, out of our pricks, anyway, ... and they ARE always getting in our way, and getting-mashed, in the different events! I don’t think it would take-much, to sweet-talk most of us into contributing them to you girls!"

"Ya!," enthused Brad, the Parallel-Bars specialist, "I agree ... especially, if you girls did the choppin’! Now, THAT, I’d get off-on!"

"Get-off, for the LAST TIME!," giggled Gina. "I’d LOVE to fuck and chop you! I’ve seen your pretty pecker!"

"Ricky’s got a good point," added Tyrone, the lead-gymnast on the Still-Rings, and the only black on the mens’ team. "Just the thought of all that pussy, my prick would be-into, is a trip in itself, that ain’t gonna-happen, if it stays on ME! So, as long one of you hot, young humpies, slices it off-me, when I’m having my last cum, you can have it, and my nuts too! They won’t be much good to me, with no dick to shoot my sperm out-of!"

"Great!," spoke-up Gwen, the girls’ balance-beam specialist. "Besides, we’ll need them for our squirting-balls! How big is your cock, if you don’t mind my asking, Tyrone?"

"I don’t mind, as long as it finds its’ twelve-inches, into your cute, little slit! ... Now it’s my turn! ... Is your pussy, clean-shaven?"

"Damn straight!," responded Gwen. "All of our pussies are bare!"

"That’s what I wanted to hear!," answered Tyrone. "My ‘foot-long’ is yours, if you want it!"

"God, I’d KILL for it, Tyrone! Thank you so MUCH! But, as a courtesy to my black team-mate, Mocha, ... Hey girl, how do you feel about having this big, black penis, for your cute, little, black slit?"

"Thanks for asking, Gwen," responded Mocha. "But he and I would like you to have it, ‘cause I really dig white cock! I love how they look, going into my black pussy!"

Heidi broke-in, "Well, I’m glad we got THAT sorted out! So, as you see, Jerry, we have five girl-finalists, and three alternates, going to New York, and on, hopefully, to Athens.  Now Jerry. We’ve only heard from four of your guys, plus, you have five alternates here. How many of the rest of you six fellas, are willing to be package-donors to our girls?"

The six undecided-guys got-up, and moved to another restaurant-table, for a head-to-head huddle... After a few minutes, they returned to the group, and spoke as one. "We’ll do it!" All the girls cheered and applauded, to the surprise of dinner-guests at adjacent-tables!

Lance spoke-up, "We’re not-sure why you five girls, need so many cocks, but none of us wanted to be the only-one left-intact,... ‘The Last Stud Standing’, so to speak,  in the locker-room! My horny-girlfriend, back home, is going to be pretty-pissed! She’s a real size-queen, cock-hound, so when she sees that my new-crotch, is as smooth as hers, she’ll have a pissy-fit, and be heading down-the-road, anyway! But your points, on how our big packages, are holding-back our performances, make sense! And you’re right, about how we’re constantly busting our nuts!"

Heidi explained, "While you guys were having your little meeting, five of the eight of us girls, agreed that if all ten of you were willing to donate your goodies, that those five would like to get double-dildos made, for their strap-ons!" Our three alternates, say they’re going to call their boyfriends, back home, and try to talk them into joining us in New York, and get chopped!"

"Well, it’s a done-deal, then!," exclaimed Jerry. "So when your Authenticock crew gets to New York, the deal is, you girls pay all that outfit’s costs, plus, you cuties rent the seminar-room from the Hotel, for the castrations, AND, you five girls, who want double-dildos, decide which cocks and balls you want, and you personally each cut both guys!  Fair enough?"

"Fair Enough!," grinned Heidi, and shook hands with Jerry. Again, all the girls cheered and applauded. This time, diners at near-by tables began to get-up, and move-away, from this rowdy, castration-talking, group of young teenagers, as Heidi went to the pay-phone, to call and book the girls from Authenticock.

On Friday afternoon, the Authenticock crew, Gloria, Sharon, their horny teen-tart, Tracy, and Nurse Amanda, checked-into The Hotel Pennsylvania, right across-the-street from Madison Square Garden. They dropped off their infamous guillotine, and all of the other equipment, into the "Shenendoah Room", which Heidi had booked for them, along with their sleeping rooms.

The Girls’ Gymnastic team-leader, Heidi, along with her mens’ team-counterpart, Jerry, met with the crew and informed them of all the decisions that had been made by the two teams, and what they’d decided. "Tonight," Jerry explained, are our preliminaries, with the finals on Saturday night. We surely don’t want to cut the guys until after the finals! They have enough physical problems NOW! So lets do your chopping then!"

Heidi added, "The girls want do nookie with the guys, and check-out their packages, up-close and personal, as they need to pick-out which cocks they want to chop, and end-up-with, for their Real-Cock dildos. So let’s schedule a nice "Show-and-Tell" in here tonight, after the prelims. We could get the hotel to fix-up the room, in a nice atmosphere, bring-in some more couches, position-around some scented, aroma-therapy candles, and deliver a tasty, catered-spread, with soft drinks."

"Soft drinks?," asked Tracy. "Oh, ... Sorry! I forgot these teens, are old-enough to fuck, but not to drink!"

"Exactly!," responded Jerry and Heidi, with a hearty-laugh.

Sharon added, "Well, I’ll talk to the Hotel Banquet-Manager, and sort-out the arrangements."

"Great!," enthused Jerry. "We’ll have four tickets to the preliminaries delivered here to you, so you can come meet the kids, and see their events. Then we’ll all meet back here!"

The Gymnastic preliminaries went-well, and both the mens and womens teams qualified for the finals, with five lead-athletes, and three alternates. Afterwards, Everyone went back to their rooms to freshen-up, and get-ready for an evening of fun and frolic in the seminar room. The sexy-dressed, first arrivals, around 10:00PM, were met with an attractively done-up room, the lights dimmed, the scented candles burning, mood-music playing, fresh flowers, and a fine food spread, ordered by Tracy, of fresh oysters, jumbo shrimp, roast beef cut-to-order, baked chicken, and miniature-quiches.

Heidi and the other girls, teased the male gymnasts, "Hey, guys, ... better heavy-up on those oysters! ... They say they’re a better aphrodisiac than Viagra! You’re going to need ‘em, as we girls want to check-out your hard goods, and fuck your brains out!" Both the girls AND the guys, let-out a big cheer at that thought!

After everyone had a chance to get refreshments, and something to eat, the ever-horny teen, Tracy, started the ball-rolling, "Well, you folks are all family! Let me join you, in slipping-into something more comfortable ... Like, the NUDE!" The girls broke-the-ice first, and stripped down to their thong-panties. More reluctantly, the guys finally stripped to their jocks, ‘till Jerry looked around, and said, "Ah, the hell with it!," and took-off his jock, followed by the rest of the team.

"Wow!," exclaimed Tracy, "Now that’s more like it! You guys are packin’ some serious freight! Now, you girls feel-free to move-about, and check-out the goods! You’ve got ten nice, big pricks to choose-from, for your real-cock dildos!" As the girls walked-around gripping all the abundant cock, and weighing their big balls, the team, not-surprisingly, developed rampant erections, in no time! Tracy, as usual, walked around with her ruler, taking notes. "OK," she announced. "You’ve got Jerry checking-in with fourteen, gorgeous, big inches, and Ricky, with thirteen, for you size-queens! The other eight guys range from a few twelves, down to one at nine inches! So, I’d say, you ladies got lucky! There’s not a needle-dick, in the lot! Now, girls, don’t be shy! Grab the first humpy of your choice, and try him out! ‘Last one to get a dick up her twat, turn-out the lights!"

The tiny, fourteen-year-old virgin, Rachel, got to Jerry first, grabbed his massive, fourteen-inch, waving prick, grinned, as she licked the huge, purple head, and announced, "This is what I want, to pop my cherry!"

Tracy intervened, "Are you sure you don’t want to start-out, with something a little more modest, Rachel? This cock..." as Tracy grasped the apple-sized head, "looks like it could tear you in half!"

"Exactly!," squealed Rachel, with delight, "If I’m losing my virginity, I want it to be momentous!" She sat on the couch, leaned-back, spread her young legs, looked sexily at Jerry, and purred, "Come and get it, stud! ... Fourteen-year-old, wants fourteen inches!"

Within five minutes, the girls had selected the guys’ cocks, they thought they could handle, and which would make nice real-cock dildos. They towed their temporary-owners, off to a comfortable spot, Announcing their first choices: Heidi selected Ricky, and his thirteen-inches; Mocha picked Lance; Gina chose Brad; Gwen grabbed Tyrone’ big, pulsing, black prick; and, of course, Rachel was already diddling her young clit, and pumping Jerry’s massive pole! Tracy asked the five male alternates, to stand-by for round two, as the girls had already given-her their choice, for the other half of their double-dildos. Tracy invited the three female alternates, who were going to try to talk their home-boy studs, into giving-up their big packages, tomorrow night, to feel-free to grab one of the five, standing-by, male alternates, and get-laid, if they felt like it ... They DID feel like, and soon they were hunkered-down, screwing their cocks-of-choice! In no time, America’s top young, female gymnasts, were on the couches, the floor, and bent-over chairs, fucking like bunnies!, as the Hotel waiters, came-in to clean-up the debris from the buffet and refreshments. They found the job a bit distracting, to say the least!

Tracy spoke to Jerry, "Let me help you guys, get-through this de-flowering event, Jerry, and see if I can get you safely into Rachel, without you wrecking her pussy! Here, let me get you lubed-up," as she squirted the lube-bottle with one hand, while rubbing up-and-down his thick-shaft with the other, paying special attention to the huge head. Rachel watched the hot scene, right in front of her wide-spread legs, as she stroked her tiny clit, and spread her cute, little-slit open, with her fingers, waiting anxiously for Tracy to get Jerry ready for her. Tracy got him down, onto his knees, and held his bobbing-penis, an inch-away from Rachel’s spread-open vulva, while she applied more lube onto Rachel’s pussy-lips, and into her twat-entrance, with her index-finger, until she was stopped by the girl’s intact hymen. "I can’t believe you still have your hymen, with all the gymnastics you do!," whispered Tracy, as she licked, and sucked-on the girl’s erect clit. Tracy soon gave it a little-bite, raised her head, grinned, and announced, "OK, sweetie, get ready to have that pretty cherry popped, big-time!" She guided Jerry’s huge glans, pulling his cock into the entrance to Rachel’s vulva. "Go slow, with her stud, and pull it out, when you pop her cherry, ‘cause there’s gonna’ be a lot of blood, and I want to squirt plenty lube up her cunt, once the path is clear, before you try to bury that great tool into her!" Tracy gripped his stiff prick, at mid-shaft, pulling him forward another inch, while she patted his cute butt, to push him slowly against Rachel’s hymen. All the rest of the frenzied fuckers, stopped at mid-stroke, and breathlessly watched Tracy ease Jerry’s incredible dick, into their team-mate’s tiny slit. He and Tracy pushed slowly-forward, when suddenly, her hymen tore-open, with an audible "pop", and she let-out a violent scream, as the big cock-head, and two-or-three inches of his thick, engorged shaft, slid into her now-bloody, tight vagina, before Tracy grabbed ahold of his huge ball-sack, and pulled him back, with it, out of Rachel’s bleeding snatch.

"Sorry!," apologized Jerry. "I was pushing so-hard to bust her cherry, I couldn’t stop my cock any sooner, once it got-through!"

"That’s OK," offered Tracy, as she patted-up some of the virginal blood, with a tissue, with one hand, and stuck the plastic lube-bottle’s nozzle into Rachel’s plundered cunt, with the other, squirting two-or-three pumps of it, deep into-her vagina. Rachel had only let-out a couple of shrieks, and began staring at Jerry’s formidable weapon, and panting with excitement. "How do you feel?," asked Tracy. "Did it hurt a lot?" Rachel said nothing, only grabbing Jerry’s bloody prick, just-behind the giant head, looked him in the eye, grinned, and said, "Get this beauty back into me!"

Tracy gripped his long cock, just below Rachel’s hand, squirted some more lube on it, as both she and Rachel, squeezed and rubbed their hands up-and-down it’s immense length. Soon Tracy nested his glans back-into Rachel’s tiny slit, as both girls pulled his dick forward, into her tight vulva, until it popped, once-again into her narrow vagina. "OK, tiger," hollered Tracy. "This was Rachel’s idea! ... Nail her! ... Just take it easy," whispered Tracy, as she pushed his firm butt forwards, helping him shove his stiff dick, two inches into Rachel, pulling back an inch, and then maintaining that rhythm, until Tracy had ten hard-inches into the former-virgin, who then let-out a yelp, as her eyes opened-wide, like little-saucers!

"I think he just hit-bottom!," gulped Rachel. "Give me a minute, before you try to shove that whole thing into me!" Jerry paused, with four inches of his cock-meat, still outside her quivering cunt. She looked him in the eye, and asked, "You’re not going to squirt any cum into me, are you? ... I’m not on the pill, or anything! My mom says I’m too young! ‘Good thing she hasn’t seen this fourteen-inch dick, you two have skewered into-me! ... Too bad about her! Boy, that beauty will sure have me loosened-up for my floor-exercise, and the other events tomorrow!," she said with a grin.

"Well, exactly!," exclaimed Tracy. "That’s the whole point! By the time you gals get to Athens, and you’ve got all these humpies, totally nullified, you’ll ALL be so much better-off! These male athletes won’t be busting their big nuts any-more, and carting-around all this heavy freight, and at the same time, you cuties will be limbering-up your little pussies and muscles, with your real-cock dildos, and strap-ons, giving everything a good stretching, for all of your events! You’ll ALL be so much better-off!"

Rachel took all of that-in, grabbed Jerry’s butt with both hands, smiled, and asked, "Let’s see if you can get the rest of that dick into me!"

Tracy and Jerry slowly re-commenced their former, two-inches in, ... one-inch out, routine, as Rachel grimmaced in pain, but still encouraged them on! "Jesus!," hollered Tracy, "He’s got to be up in your uterus, for SURE, girl!" Finally, with one, last lunge, his mighty prick disappeared into-her, entirely! His huge balls slammed into her butt-crack, she opened her eyes, in a big grin, and questioned, loud-enough to be heard throughout the room, "IS THAT HOW IT’S DONE?" All of her team-mates, and the guys, stopped fucking long-enough, to laugh and applaud! Tracy piped-in, "Welcome to the Fun World of Sex, sweetie! Ya did good! I can’t wait ‘till you chop-it off-him tomorrow night, and see you fucking your girlfriends, with that big beauty, in Athens, at the Olympics!"

With the pressure of his full-balls pressing into Rachel’s tight ass, Jerry suddenly had the urge to cum, "Oh my God, I’m going to shoot!," he announced.

"Don’t shoot into her!," yelled Tracy. "You don’t want to knock-her-up!" Jerry began pushing himself away, with Tracy pulling him, out of Rachel’s incredibly, tight cunt, while Rachel wiggled her hips, to help pull-herself free from his imbedded penis. Finally, he cleared her vulva, with a loud pop, just as he start cumming! All eyes were on his huge, throbbing, shining prick, as his sperm shot out of the tip of his urethra, in great, curved arcs, high into the air, over Rachel’s head, onto the beverage-cart, the waiters had re-stocked, iced-down, and left-behind. Blast-after-blast of hot cum, pumped out of his packed-testicles, aided by Tracy, who grinned, and began milking them of their virile contents! Rachel watched his immense load, flying in pulses, over-her-head. Laughing, she lifted her head, and raised-up on her arms, to catch the powerful volleys of sperm in her open-mouth! The constant squirts shot into her throat, and coated her grinning-face. "Oh, it’s so hot, and lovely!," she gurgled-out, as Tracy gripped his pulsing prick, and aimed it directly at Rachel’s open-mouth, as the girl seemed to like it so much! With her other hand, Tracy pinched and twisted Rachel’s stiff clit, ‘till she climaxed, while she gulped-down the hot man-seed, until, finally, his balls seemed to run-out. Whereupon, she swallowed the last mouth-full, licked her lips, hiccuped and grinned, "You can’t get pregnant THAT way, can you?"

Meanwhile, her teammates had all finished, their first-round of randy fucking, and were well-along into their second-choices, whom they wanted for the other-end of their real-cock, double-dildos. By the time she finished her memorable session with Jerry, there was only one gent left, named Scott, undoubtedly last, because he was packing only a nine-inch pecker, ... which, happily, after Tracy’s suggestion, was just what Rachel was looking for, for her inside-dildo!

The Authenticock crew marked-down all of the girls’ choices, and invited everyone back, for tomorrow’s cutting-event, immediately-following the finals at The Garden. Sharon suggested they all shower in the locker-rooms, before coming-across the street to the Hotel, where there would be another nice late-night buffet, and refreshments, waiting for them. Everyone said an excited goodnight, and wished both the teams luck in the finals. Tracy grinned, and pointed out, that by this-time tomorrow-night, she and her colleagues would have over fifty pounds of fresh-cut, cock and ball trophies, iced-down in their Igloo coolers, and maybe three more sets, if the three boy-friends show up!

On Saturday night, The Olympic Gymnastic Team finalists, were selected at Madison Square Garden. There were no big surprises, with the five girls and five guys, that the Authenticock crew had been dealing with the night before, collecting the best scores, and getting confirmed that they would be heading to Athens, two weeks hence. After the award ceremonies, both teams showered and freshened-up in the guest locker-rooms, then walked across the street to the Hotel and went up to The Shenandoah Room. The three boyfriends of the three girls’-team alternates, had shown-up, as well, but were "on-the-fence" about forfeiting their packages, until they could see how it all went-down, with the others! As promised, the room was attractively set-up, as the night before, with a nice buffet-spread, including more trays of chilled oysters on-the-half-shell, and iced-down refreshments of sodas and cold, bottled beer, this time. Tracy figured that, with the gymnastic events finished, no-one could object to the kids having some cold beers, even though, nearly all of them, were below the legal drinking-age! She also figured that the oysters would act as an aphrodisiac, to help the guys get their cocks UP, while the beers would loosen-them-up enough, to keep them from getting cold feet, so the girls could get their cocks OFF!

"Works for us!," smiled Sharon. "Well,  what do you say, we all get naked, and get started!"

"Let’s DO it!," hollered Heidi, the head gymnast, as all the clothes went-flying. The four Authenticock girls, got Jerry and Scott to lay-down on the two banding-benches, after sliding the tiny rubber donuts onto the four little prongs of the elastrators. With difficulty, they got the guys huge cock-heads – especially Jerry’s! – popped-through, and slid the tightly-stretched bands, down the guys’ stiff- shafts, to the bases of their heavy, throbbing pricks. Then they released the handles, and pushed the tight-prongs down another-inch, to the very-root, of the guys’ now-shining, purple cocks, rippling with their prominent veins and arteries. Sharon asked Rachel to use her finger-nail, and pop the tight-band, off the prongs, snapping it into Jerry's rock-hard, doomed-cockmeat. Then Sharon and Gloria repeated the procedure, for the double-banding, leaving only a quarter-inch channel for the chopping blade. This was followed by the double-banding of his big, ball-filled scrotum. Rachel exclaimed, "God, I LOVE the neat-sound, when my fingernail pops those tight, little green bands into that hard-meat!"

Tracy instructed Rachel, to lead Jerry over to the guillotine, by his already-erect prick, and said that she’d show her, how to get him strapped-in, at the back of the device, facing the "audience." Sharon pulled-on the trip cord, raising the gleaming, chrome, twenty-pound chopping-blade, up the vertical channels, of the six-foot-high guillotine, while Gloria attached the cord to the hair-trigger, trip-mechanism on the cross-beam. As soon as Rachel had him strapped-in, Tracy went around to the front, reached through the chopping-hole, and pulled his mighty cock and balls through the hole, laying-them onto the bottom, half-hole block, and securing them tightly-down, with the top half-hole block, making sure that the cutting channel, between the two castration-bands, was lined-up directly above, the blade’s well-worn chopping-groove. She made-sure the cute, little wicker-basket was in-place at the bottom of the "disposal ramp", and handed the trip-cord to the thrilled, Rachel, with a little flourish. Tracy added, "His willy is waiting, Miss Rachel! Any last words for your de-flowerer?"

"Oh, I’m so excited, I don’t know what to say! Thanks for busting my cherry, with it, Jerry! I can’t WAIT to get it mounted-onto my strap-on! My girlfriends are going to LOVE it!" With that, Rachel giggled, and yanked the cord, sending the heavy, lethally-sharp blade, on it’s two-second trip, into the throbbing-meat of his massive penis, severing his veins and arteries, slicing-through his formerly sperm-pumping urethra, on-down through the powerful cock-muscles, ripping-through the bottom-flesh of his huge manhood, and, finally, through the nut-sack skin, sperm-ducts, and blood-vessels of his great, ball-packed, banded-scrotum, as the heavy-blade, crashed, with a thud, against the stop-block. All eyes were on the huge, still-throbbing, severed-package, which sat-in-place, shining, in the room-lights, in front of the equally-shining blade. The two balls, and banded-cock-base, acted as a tripod, holding-up the quivering, but upright penis, with the giant cock-head, towering, almost-vertically, over the packed-nutsack. Finally the sheer-weight of the head, caused it to topple-over. The heavy cock, slid down the ramp, towing its balls behind-it, ‘till it reached the bottom-edge of the ramp, and dropped-into the catch-basket, with a loud plop, accompanied by wild-cheers and applause, from the rest of the would-be eunuchs, and eager castratrixes! Sharon brought Rachel one of the trophy-bases, as Rachel reached into the basket, grasped Jerry’s once-virile masculinity at mid-shaft, grinned, and impaled her fourteen-inch trophy cock, with his attached, hanging ball-sack, all-the-way down, onto the upright steel-rod. Tracy grabbed one of the cameras, and shot a nice picture of Rachel and Jerry standing side-by-side, in front of the guillotine, with her holding her trophy-package in her left-hand, pointing at his smooth, empty crotch with her right hand, and sporting a big grin! Nurse Amanda led Jerry, off to the ladies-room, to suture-up, his barely-visible "stub", where his virile penis once-reigned! Rachel’s CLIT, now stuck-out further than anything of Jerry’s!

Sharon collected the trophy-cock, and placed it on the knife-table, as Rachel excitedly exclaimed, "GREAT! Now let’s chop Scott!" Tracy and Rachel got him into-place, and ready, while Gloria and Sharon got the next two gents, Brad and Tyrone onto their backs, and double-banded, with their anxious girls, Gina and Gwen, doing the "fingernail-honors", popping the castration-bands into their humpies’ soon-to-be-severed pricks! As the two smiling girls, mounted Brad and Tyrone, for the last time, in the "reverse-cowgirl" position — facing the guys’ feet, — Rachel held Scott’s dropcord, and said to him, "Say good-bye to this beautiful dick, and these nice, full balls, Scott-baby! You’re a sweetie to give them to me. At the Olympics, this will be the inside-prick of my double-dildo strap-on, jamming deep-into my juicy twat, every time I thrust Jerry’s killer-pole into my girlfriends’ little pussies! And these lovely, big balls, will be squirting loads of cum into me! Oh, I can’t WAIT!" And, with that, she jerked the cord, sending the gleaming-blade, through his doomed package, slicing through-it like butter! The angled-edge of the sharp blade, peeled his manhood off-him, in less-than a second, whereupon, it slid-down, into the waiting basket. Rachel grabbed it out of the basket, turned the big head to face her, and rammed-it between her legs, and deep-into her dripping pussy, in one thrust! It took her a couple of, "in-two, out-one," shoves to get the entire nine-inch length of hard meat, buried out-of-sight, in her snatch, but she loved-it, and soon walked-over to the refreshment-table and got a cold Heinekens, with only Scott’s balls visible, hanging below her clit, and swinging left-and-right, as she walked around-the room, grinning.  By this time, Brad and Tyrone hollered they were ready to cum, as they had been driving their big pricks, up-into Gina and Gwen’s hungry slits, for around ten-minutes now. Tracy handed each of them the deadly-sharp, pearl-handled castration knives, as she reminded both girls, to be-sure to fit the blades into the little cutting-channel, between the bands, under Brad and Tyrone’s ball-sacks and buried cocks, and to rip the knives upward, just as the guys start shooting.  She reminded the girls to lean-back a little, so they wouldn’t accidently cut their clits off! Gloria and Sharon got into-position, to pull on Brad and Tyrone’s balls, stretching-out their nutsacks, to the give the girls a cleaner-shot at them. Almost simultaneously, both guys started groaning, that they were cumming, and Gwen hollered, "I can feel Tyrone squirting, deep into my cunt! OK, I’m going to cut him!" She fit the knife into position, and ripped-it upwards, just as Gina did the same thing to Brad. With each girl’s mighty pull, their knives sliced through their humpies’ stretched scrotums, and severed their stiff, squirting penises, at the very root, leaving them buried deep up the girls’ gushing pussies, as the knives flew into the air, in the girl’s clenched-fists. Tracy quickly pointed-out Brad and Tyrone’s, now-vacant crotches, where their pulsing-sperm began shooting out of their urethras, where their pricks had just departed, squirting high into-the-air, in all-directions, undirected by any cocks, and drenching-everyone in range! Bolt-after-bolt of hot sperm, flew out of their empty crotches, as both Gwen and Gina, still-stuffed with prick, hopped-off their donors, and clamped their mouths down-over the geysers of cum! The girls had cut them so-close, there weren’t even any of the customary "stubs", to hang-onto with their teeth, as the sperm shot-down their throats. Within a minute, the well ran-dry, and their semenal-offerings, ground to halt, as Gina and Gwen lifted their heads, out of the guys’ groins, swallowed-deeply, licked their lips, and both broke-into big grins, to great applause!

Sharon came-around with three spiked trophy-bases, and nonchalantly, pulled the huge, and still rock-hard pricks, out of Rachel, Gwen, and Gina’s dripping-pussies, by the big, dangling ball-sacks, and, carefully-fitting the steel-rods into the cock-roots’ urethras, impaled them down to the wooden trophy-bases. Each girl posed for Tracy’ camera, next to her newly-sliced eunuch, holding the trophy cocks, grinning, and pointing at her former-stud’s, now empty-crotch.

Tracy was so horny by this time, her pussy-juices were bubbling-out of her tight slit, and running down both legs! "Isn’t it a tremendous power-rush," she asked the girls, "to know you young, teen-cuties, can rip the whole-manhoods, off of these once-masculine studs, turning them into instant-eunuchs, while you hold their beautiful, big, severed cocks and balls, in your hands, or in your pussies, knowing you’ve totally emasculated them, so they can never-again, stick-them into their girlfriends, father children, or shoot another load of sperm! Jesus, I LOVE castrating young, hung studs! It makes me cum, every time I cut one ... especially the BIG, THICK ones, they’re so proud of!"

Sharon looked at her watch, as Tracy carried-on, interrupting her ecstasies, with, "Tracy, we have seven-more neuterings to do, PLUS, the alternates’ boyfriends, and it’s getting late!"

"Sorrrrrry," ... grinned the ever-horny, teen-tart.

"OK," Gloria, went-on. Let’s get Lance and Ricky double-banded." Ricky’s huge, thirteen-inch pecker, was a bit of a trial, getting through the tightly-stretched bands, but they finally got the job done, and had their humpies, Head-Gymnast Heidi, and the beautiful, black, Mocha, climb-aboard the lovely, shiny, purple pricks. Mocha’s hairless slit was so tight, it almost looked like it wasn’t there, as Tracy tried to spread her pussy-lips, and help-fit Lance’s big glans into the young, fifteen-year-old’s, bright-red, juicy vulva. Sharon had an even tougher-time trying to wedge Ricky’s thirteen-inch, monster manhood, into Heidi’s tight, little, shaved twat. But soon, the guys were deep into their honeys, and pumping-away like mad! Gloria stood-by with the lethal-looking, curve-bladed, cutting knives, as Tracy couldn’t resist, diving into Mocha’s hot, black pussy, and started sucking, and chewing-on the young teen’s randy, erect clit, with the side of her mouth, in-contact with Lance’s pumping prick!

About five or six minutes into Lance’s final fucking, Mocha felt him tense-up, and his big cock-head flare out, deep at the end of her dripping cunt. "Ooooo, he’s coming!," she excitedly declared, as Tracy raised her head off her clit, and Gloria handed-her the castrating knife. She carefully-fitted its’ concave edge, between the little, green bands, as Lance let-out a "hoot" as he started cumming, shooting his wad into Mocha’s lovely, tight cunt. At that point, she leaned-back a little, to protect her precious clit, as Tracy stretched-out his ball-sack, and whispered, "DO IT!" Rachel held the pearl-handled knife, with both hands, and yanked-it, up through his fully-packed, stretched scrotum, into the bottom flesh of his rigid, imbedded, cock-meat, severing his powerful muscles and blood vessels, his now-squirting, urethra, and on up-through the top-edge of his once-proud prick, as the bloody-knife flew-up into the air, with an exultant, "YESSSSSSS!!! from the beaming, fifteen-year-old, Mocha!  Lance was shooting great gouts of sperm, in all directions, some of which, landed on Ricky’s face, and started HIM coming, deep-into Heidi’s vagina! She eagerly took the knife from Gloria, and quickly-dispatched Ricky’s massive manhood, with one powerful swipe of the blade! "God! Was THAT cool!," yelled Heidi. "‘Looks like no more nookie, for you, big stud!" She reached-down and slowly-pulled the hard, shining, thirteen-inch penis, from her running vagina, with, "From now-on, the only pussy this beauty will be getting-into, will be my hot, teen girlfriends, mounted on the front of my strap-on! Sharon collected the severed pricks, from Heidi and Mocha, and slid-them-down onto the trophy-bases. "OK," grinned the randy, Heidi, "Bring on my other humpy, the team alternate-gymnast, Clyde." Clyde walked over to Heidi, and she kissed his substantial, ten-inch cock.

"Clyde, if you don’t mind, my cunt is kinda’ sore, from Ricky’s big whanger. Would you mind if we didn’t fuck? Let me just suck you-off ‘till you cum, and then I’ll cut it off-you, OK?"

Clyde shrugged and said, "As long as I can get one, last orgasm, I don’t mind!"

"Great!," hollered Heidi, as she went-down on his big prick, already hard and turning more-purple, from the banding. She sucked and pumped the first five-or-six inches into her mouth for a few minutes, and then, took a deep-breath, and rammed her head down on it, driving it all-the-way-down her throat. That sent Clyde off to the races, as he began cumming, shooting gobs of sperm directly down-into her stomach. She pulled her head completely-off his throbbing prick, and grabbed the cutting knife from Gloria. She gripped the base of his dick, and the skin of his ball-sack, together, in her left-hand, and stretched the whole package, as far-out from his body as she could. Then she fitted the edge of the blade, between the two tight-bands, and began sawing-through the top-flesh of his big cock, like she was cutting a tough-steak. Each pull-and-push of the sharp blade, gained her another quarter-inch of stiff cock-meat. Within ten seconds, his beautiful chilling, penis, came-off in her hand. Then she had an easier-time, stretching his vulnerable, full-nutsack, even-further out, and in two-passes, it was hers, and he was totally-emasculated! She kissed and sucked the tip of his hard dick, as all eyes went to his now-empty crotch, squirting-out the last of his hot sperm, all-over the place. Her mouth went-down to his spraying stub, and she drank-down his final offering! "Delish’!," she exclaimed, as she arose, licking her lips. Sharon offered her another trophy-base, on-which, she carefully impaled Clyde’s handsome penis and packed-scrotum, as Tracy again shot her and Clyde’s nullification photo, Sharon put the handsome cock, on the trophy-table, with the others, and Amanda led Clyde off, to be sutured-up.

That left-only the remaining three girls-team alternates, who by this time, had talked their well-hung boyfriends, into doing the deed! They chose the "Fuck and Chop" method of disposing-of their humpies’ virility, and Sharon and Gloria guided two of them, onto their backs, on the castration benches, while Tracy indicated to the third gent, to lay down on one of the sofas, while she asked the three girls, to suck their boyfriends’ pricks until they were rock-solid. The three elastrators were already-loaded, and as soon as the girls had the dicks stiff, Sharon, Gloria, and Tracy made short-work of getting the three of them double-banded! The three cute alternates, hopped-aboard, as the Authenticock crew helpfully-fitted the guys’ big cock-heads, into their honeys’ tight vulvas. After no-more than five minutes of their final-fucks, the three gents started climaxing, and squirting sperm up their sweetie’s dripping vaginas! Tracy’s crew quickly-handed each girl, one of the curve-bladed, castration knives. They knew the drill by now, and chose to each destroy their humpies masculinities, in an instant, ripping the knives up-through the stretched-ball-sacks, and thick cock-meat, until their gorgeous packages, came-off in the thrilled-girls trembling hands! The girls were so excited, they hopped-off their newly-fixed, still-fountaining eunuchs, pulled their quivering-pricks from their pussies, and ran, jumping and giggling around the room, high-fiveing their young team-mates, and slapping the guys on the butt, with their newly-donated, banded, rock-hard pricks! By the time Tracy came-up with a camera, Sharon already had the pricks impaled on the trophy-base rods, so, for a laugh, the three girls held the trophies, horizontally, directly in-front of their donors’ empty-crotches, as though their cocks and balls were still in place! The entire ensemble, laughed and cheered, as they knew, that was the end of the evening! The last girl had been fucked, the last guy had been cut, and it was now, ON TO ATHENS, GREECE, FOR THE NEWLY RE-FURBISHED, UNITED STATES MENS AND WOMENS GYMNASTIC TEAM!

On the eve of the Teams’ departure, Tracy phoned Heidi, the girls’ gymnastic team’s Captain, with the bad news that the dildos and strap-ons, had been delayed getting back from Arizona, but that Federal Express, promised delivery, two-days hence. "The GOOD news," Tracy giggled, "is that I get to go to Athens, to deliver them to you, at the Olympics! ... I AM SO HYPED!"

Heidi replied, "That’s GREAT, but we hear that, because of all the terrorism, the security over-there, is madness! What if you get stopped, going-into the Olympic Village, they make you open the box, and think all those Real-Cocks, are little bombs, of some-sort?"

"No problem, silly!," answered Tracy. "I’ll just hike-up my mini-skirt, stuff one-of-them up my twat, and see if all the police, think I'm a suicide-bomber, and dive for cover!"  Well, they both convulsed in laughter, at THAT one!

"Sounds like a damn good solution, to THAT eventuality!," said Heidi. "See you there!," she continued, "I’ll leave passes and team-support credentials at the front gate for you. You CLEARLY qualify as ‘Team Support’, in MY book! And the guys said to tell you, they’ve recovered from their ‘ooow-ies’, and think you were right, about their ‘weight-loss’ procedures! They say their training regimen is so strict, that they couldn’t do any nookie, even if they still had their goodies! So, there you are! We’ll see you in Athens, Tracy! ‘Bye", and she hung-up.

Two days later, Fed Ex, did, indeed, deliver the package. Tracy inspected everything, and found the dildos & strap-ons, well-tagged, and organized. She added bottles of lube, leather-soap, and faus-sperm, (for the refillable-balls), and put them-all in the same box, to accompany-her, on the 5:00 O’clock, late-afternoon, Air Olympia flight to Athens.

She arrived in Greece at 8:00AM, and caught a jitney to the Olympic Village, where, sure-enough, Heidi had her passes and credentials ready, at the front gate. After clearing the first hurdle, she was, indeed, stopped by security, wanded, and asked to show what was in the box. She had no choice, but to open it, and made quite a stir with the security officials, when they began hauling-out all these very-realistic-looking, penis-and-testicle sets!~ They asked her, in Greek, what were these for? (Or words to that effect!). One can only imagine, the vague-look on seventeen-year-old, Tracy’s, quizzical face! She had the sense to ask, "Does anyone here, speak English?"

One gent spoke-up, "Yes, of course, this is the Olympics!... Welcome!"

Tracy then figured, she may even-be in worse trouble NOW! ... But she was fast-on-her-feet (an appropriate aptitude, at the Olympics!, she thought.) "I’m a Veterinarian, and these are for the horses of the U.S. Equestrian Team. We’ve heard that some of the jumps, are set rather-high, and there’s a fair chance, that some of our horses, may have their genitals torn-off, on the top-rail! So, if that happens, these will replace the horses’ own breeding-apparatuses for photo-ops later-on!" Tracy had to bite her tongue, to keep a straight-face, on THAT one! ... But, further-more, the guy bought-it!

"And what are these leather-straps for?," he continued.

"Oh, those are just a new-kind of little bridle, for the young colts! And these bottles are leather-cleaner ... for the saddles!"

"And so you should!, complimented Tracy, (as she suddenly wondered, when was the last-time, anyone called a "Lady"!) She went-on to ask directions, to the American Gymnastic Teams’ quarters, which she got. She found her-way to Heidi’s room, which Heidi shared with three other team-mates. They were ecstatic to see Tracy arrive, with her box of toys! Heidi affirmed that they were all desperately horny, as no-one had done anything, remotely sexual, since the big "slice and dice" session, back in New York, almost two weeks ago! "Hey!," hollered Mocha, "We don’t get use of the practice venue ‘till 1:00 O’clock!," . "Let’s get everybody together in-here, and get our OWN practice-session going, with our new strap-ons! I’m hornier than a two-peckered goat!"

Tracy broke-out all the dildos, and strap-on harnesses, and handed them-around, according to their tags. She grinned, and said "If anybody asks you, we borrowed these from the Equestrian team!" ...

"Huh?", squinted young Rachel.

Tracy cut-her-off, "Never mind, sweetie, you had to have been there!"

She continued, "Well, these are the cocks you selected. I strongly suggest, you use the smaller of the two, on the inside, in your own coozie! The leverage, of a big, real-cock in there, so-close to the strap, could really do-a-number, on your pussy! Speaking of straps, notice our unique, stitched-leather, four-strap harness! The usual harnesses that you see, are three-strap, flex-plastic horrors, with the strap running-down the crack of your ass, like a stiff-thong, uncomfortable, and blocking your pussy and butt-hole, from any pleasuring from your partner. This four-strap style, as you can see, goes-down the sides of your butt, leaving all of your nice parts, open for fun and games! Now lets talk about your balls, and how to fill-them. You see, with these double-dildos, you all wanted, the tanners have mounted both sets of nuggies together, in the middle of the dildos, to hang-down from your front cock. With them in the middle, both you and your partner have access to them, and they’re designed so that the nuts closest to you, squirt into your girlfriend, and vice-versa. Now, note on the bottom of one ball, is our patented little, stainless-steel, filler-valve-cap. You simply take one of our pint or quart plastic bottles of faux-sperm, point the bottle-nozzle into the filler-cap, and squeeze. Filling one testicle, fills the pair! The other pair, fills separately, so that one girl, doesn’t get to shoot more cum than her partner! Then, when you screw the cap back-on, the little o-ring, keeps the pressure-seal tight. You can either buy our faux-sperm, or we’ll give you the recipe to make your own. It’s basically corn-starch, or cream-of tarter, dissolved in water, with a little salt, and a dash of cologne, for a nice scent. If you use the right proportions, it should be nice and creamy, slightly-thick, and a little-salty, just-like real sperm! Sooooo, your first bottle comes with your rig. Note, we’ve also included a bottle of leather-cleaner. Unlike those cheap, plastic dildos, these real-cock types, obviously require more care and maintenance ... after-all, it’s real skin — read, leather — You ought to know, ... YOU cut ‘em off! So to keep them fresh, supple, and nice, you need to rinse them with a good saddle-soap, or leather cleaner, like this, every time you’re finished with them! OK, enough lecture! All I can say is, Get-to-filling, put on your harnesses, and ... Get to pumping!"

That was all the girls wanted to hear! Tracy got out her digital, flash-camera, amid the flurry of activity, snapping pictures of all the girls, filling their balls-up with faux-sperm, fitting the double-dildos into their harnesses, climbing into them, and adjusting the straps. Everyone wanted individual pictures of themselves, wearing their new toys, groping and sucking each others’ big cocks, and, finally a group shot, which Tracy decided would be fun, posed as a "daisy-chain", wherein the girls lined-up, side-ways to the camera, in a standing "Doggy" position, with each of their big cocks, poised to slip-into each other’s pussies, from the rear, like some horny kind-of "line-dance, that was never seen on Soul-Train!" As soon as she was done shooting, all the girls paired-off, and started breaking-in their fun, new toys. The three alternates, who had sliced-off their boyfriends’ big packages, dove-into the remaining alternates, until the room was filled with the joyous sounds of rampant fornication! Now this was the kind of workout, these horny, little teen-honeys were looking for!

Over the course of the next three-hours, ‘most everyone had changed partners, at least once, including Tracy, who had brought her own strap-on, and had a joyous time, sampling each of these young, lithe, little honeys’ amazingly-tight pussies!

When it was time for the team to go to the lunch training-tables, before their Gymnastic workout-session, the exhausted ensemble dragged themselves into the showers, as Tracy reminded them to tidy-up their real-cocks, as well. She wished-them well in their Olympic events, and said she, unfortunately, had to take the night-flight back to New York, as Authenticock had another big, high school swim-team to do, the following day! "I’ll be watching you guys every-night," exclaimed Tracy, "to see if your new ‘exercise devices’ help your scores. And I’ll be keeping an eye on the men’s team, too, to see if their ‘weight-loss’ donor-program, helps them in their events!" Tracy gave everyone a hug and a kiss, and called-out from the doorway, "Oh, and, by-the-way, if the Equestrian team calls, and wants to borrow your ‘packages,’ ... ‘just tell ‘em you don’t think the bridles will fit!"