Reduced Sentence

The headline in THE BATON ROUGE TIMES read, "Boy-Molester agrees to Surgical Castration to

Reduce Sentence." The newspaper was on the breakfast table as Deputy Sheriff Randy Smith explained to

his wife and twelve-year-old son that he was the deputy who had been assigned by the judge to witness

the castration of the convicted boy-molester.

The pervert who was to be castrated before noon was well-known to Randy Junior. The blond-haired boy

went to the middle school where the convicted boy-molester had taught French before being locked-up. It

happened that a young man, now twenty-five years old, had gone to the local police last year. He told

them that twelve years ago, when he was a student at Freedom Middle School, Toby McMichael, his

French teacher, had performed an act of fellatio upon him. The details of the seduction showed what a

lowlife Toby McMichael had always been.

The thirteen-year-old boy was in need of money. He was from a single-parent household and his mother

had missed two months of work due to being injured on the job. She was now back to work but

nevertheless was about to have her car repossessed for missing two payments. Since she worked forty

miles from home at a rural place without public transit, she needed her car to keep her job. Toby

McMichael had overheard the thirteen-year-old lad telling his age mates about how his mother was

worried sick concerning the possible loss of her car and as a consequence, if this happened, the loss of

her job.

The boy was slim and handsome and Toby McMichael wanted to get into his pants. Back then Toby was

thirty-five years old. He had not blown a boy for five years. The reason for this was that he had been very

cautious since he had been caught in a Fairy Hunt while vacationing in New York City. A Fairy Hunt is

where a group of teenage boys lures an Ephebophile into a wooded and deserted area in order to beat and

rob a fag. Toby had been lured by a very cute red-haired boy of fourteen into a remote area where his

buddies were waiting to pounce on a fag. Instead of getting a mouthful of boy-cream, Toby got a

mouthful of chicklets as one of the boys soccer-kicked him square in the mouth.

A year of dental work and another four years paying off the dentist had kept the remembrance of the

decent beating he had received from those high school Fairy Hawks at the forefront of his mind.

Nevertheless, the Chicken Hawk was once again hot for an underage boy. He managed to cajole his

thirteen-year old student into offering his uncut cock for Toby's boy-sperm-hungry mouth. The recently

pubescent boy got $400.00 and his French teach got a mouthful of freshly ejaculated boy-milk.

Twelve years latter his wife convinced the young man to report the fellator of his just-out-of-childhood

penis to the police. Toby failed the lie detector test. During the trial the prosecutor presented as evidence

Toby's extensive collection of homosexual kiddie porn. This and the believable statements of the young

man, who still wore the uniform of a U.S. Marine, was sufficient for the jury to find Toby McMichael

guilty of Child-Molestation. He was given thirty years in prison by the judge. The judge, however

disgusted he was by this homosexually perverted boy-molester, was nevertheless a man of compassion.

He offered to cut Toby's sentence in half if he agreed to be surgically castrated. Toby readily agreed. The

condition, as reported in THE BATON ROUGE TIMES, was that a deputy sheriff witness the castration

and report back to the judge. It was Deputy Randy Smith who was assigned this task.

Deputy Smith was thirty-two years old. He had no problem with gay men, but he despised Chicken

Hawks. As he sat at the breakfast table he looked at his twelve-year old son and decided to explain to him

why the castration of Toby McMichael was going to have positive results. First of all the twenty-five year

old Marine will feel that the fellator of his just-out-of-childhood penis would be properly punished. Also,

the boy-molester himself will henceforth live with the shame of forfeiting his male gonads on account of

his act of fellatio upon an underage male teen. His empty scrotum will be a constant reminder of his status

as a convicted child-molester.

The manly deputy's wife kissed him good-bye as he drove his young son to Freedom Middle School. On

the way his son asked him what was going to be done with Toby McMichael's amputated testicles. Deputy

Smith explained to his son that the Doctor who was about to castrate Mr. McMichael had privately agreed

to embalm Toby's severed testicles and keep them pickled in formaldehyde inside a clear glass specimen

jar. This specimen jar would then be given to the local Health Museum for public display with the notation

that they had come from a duly convicted boy-molester. After hearing about the soon-to-be new home of

Toby McMichael's male gonads, Deputy Smith's son asked if he could bring up in home room a school

project of teaching about Chicken Hawks and then going with his seventh grade class to the Health

Museum to look over the perv's jarred testicles. "Yes, that would be a good idea," Deputy Randy Smith

declared.

After dropping off his son, Deputy Smith, who was a well-built and handsome man thirty-two-year-old,

went to the County Jail to pick up Toby McMichael. Toby's feet were shackled and his cuffed hands were

connected by a chain to the chain which was attached to each foot-shackle. He was then driven by Deputy

Smith to Doctor Samuel Cater's office. Toby was then led into a fairly secure room, since it had very high

small windows near the ceiling and no outlet except the door by which he had entered into the room. Here

Mr. McMichael was uncuffed and unshackled. Deputy Smith then ordered him to strip naked and when

totally nude to lie on the operating table. Here his nude body was secured to the table by means of leather

straps by Doctor Cater. It was then that Toby got a big surprise.

The young man who had testified against him in court entered the room. He had been given permission by

Dr. Cater to prep the pervert since the good-looking Marine had previously been a Corpsman in the U.S.

Navy. The strapped down boy-molester was thoroughly shaved in his genital region by the former victim

of Toby's criminal fellation. The depilated and doused with alcohol groin area of the perv was now ready

to be operated upon.

As a further insult to the male abnormal, the Marine had brought a video camera. Toby McMichael's

castration would become a home movie. Toby's former victim focused the video camera on the perv's

now hairless scrotum as Doc Cater made a vertical incision at the midline of Toby's helpless ball-bag.

After opening up the scrotal sac, the Doc with his non-dominant hand began to put pressure on Toby's

right testicle, squeezing it toward the incision. But since each testicle is secured to the inner scrotal wall by

a membrane called the tunica vaginalis, the Doc had to carefully cut away with his scalpel this connecting

membranous tissue as the right testicle began to slowly show itself through the surgical incision the Doc

had made in the perv's nut-sac. It took about fifteen minutes to extract the right testicle from its protective

house.

Each of a man's testicles is connected to his body by a spermatic cord. This cord contains the sperm duct,

the arteries and veins which nourish the testicle and many nerves and tough connective tissue. When the

Doc had extracted at least three inches of spermatic cord of the right testicle, he clamped the upper part of

the cord and then began to close by sutures first the sperm duct, called the vas deferens, and then the rest

of the spermatic cord of the right testicle. Having done this, it was now time to remove the Chicken

Hawk's right male gonad, which the Doc quickly did with a pair of surgical scissors. The video camera

lens followed the right testicle as it was given to a lab assistant. The lab assistant took the testicle into

another room where it was cleaned from the remaining bits of bloody membrane of the tunica vaginalis.

This cleaning revealed the white, tough, fibrous tissue of the tunica albuginea in which the testicular

substance is enclosed. After weighing and measuring the severed testicle and its three inch length of

spermatic cord, the lab assistant injected embalming fluid into the main artery and flushed out the

remaining blood. The boy-molester's right testicle was now clinically dead and henceforth harmless to

young boys.

As the young Marine continued to videotape Toby's bilateral orchiectomy, the Doc slowly extracted the

left testicle of the perv while applying pressure with his non-dominant hand while the scalpel in his

dominant hand sliced off the connecting tissue of the tunica vaginalis. Finally the left testicle hung from

its former home by a three inch length of spermatic cord. This was clamped, tied off with sutures at the

end nearest Toby's body, and easily snipped by a pair of scissors. Mr. Toby McMichael was now a

ball-less boy-molester. The forty-seven year old pervert watched as his left testicle was taken away by the

lab assistant to be treated in the same fashion as his right testicle had been.

Deputy Smith had duly witnessed the surgical removal of the convicted child-molester's testicles. It was

now time for the Doc to sew up the incision he had made in the ex-French teacher's now empty scrotum.

Later that day, after returning the castrated Chicken Hawk back to his jail cell, Deputy Smith wrote his

report for the judge:

"I, Deputy Randy Smith, was present when Doctor Samuel Cater made a vertical incision at the midline of

Mr. Toby McMichael's scrotum. I observed Dr. Cater as he slowly extracted from the duly convicted

child-molester's scrotum the right testicle and a three inch length of its spermatic cord; the Doctor then

clamped, sutured, and amputated Mr. Toby McMichael's right male gonad. I then observed Dr. Cater as he

slowly extracted from the duly convicted child-molester's scrotum the left testicle and a three inch length

of its spermatic cord; the Doctor then clamped, sutured, and amputated Mr. Toby McMichaels left male

gonad. After the Doctor sutured the incision of Mr. Toby McMichael's now empty scrotum, the embalmed

testicles were brought back to the operating room by Lab Assistant Ken Mitchell. Mr. Toby McMichael

was shown the severed testicles which he had previous ownership of and was told that his forfeited male

gonads would henceforth be the property of the local Health Museum. They would be on display to the

public." – signed this Third Day of October in the Year of our Lord Nineteen-Thousand-Ninety-Eight.

Deputy Randy Smith felt pretty good that night in bed as his wife fondled his testicles in foreplay. The

young Marine was also content that night. He had shown his home-movie of Mr. Toby McMichael's

surgical castration to his buddies who all had a hearty laugh. The young lab assistant Ken Mitchell

delivered the specimen jar containing Toby McMichael's amputated testicles to the local Health Museum.

That night the surgically castrated, forty-seven year old perv felt the emptiness in his scrotum and finally

understood the price he had paid for one mouthful of boy-milk sucked out of the uncut penis of a

thirteen-year-old student.