Why do men want to be castrated and have a penectomy

[fredbutz]

For some men this is a gender issue. Many men it’s a fantasy.

It may sound strange to say you are straight and then same you enjoy sucking cock, but that’s what I like.

I have need to be forcible castrated and have my cock cut off by a dominant women. I wish to server this women and her male partner. This is not a fantasy, it’s a deep rooted need, I struggle with this urge every day and have done so most of my life.

I keep telling my-self this isn’t what I really want to no avail, but given the opportunity I wouldn’t hesitate. There is something inside that tells me this isn’t me, I am not that person.

I can’t understand why I am possessed with these thoughts. Do I want to destroy myself, am I not good enough for the world as I am.

Are there others who feel as I do. Do they understand what drives this need. I would really like to read your thoughts, and women what do you think of person like me, could you happily live with that person. As women, and I am not asking, would you do that to a man and then live with consequences.

You'll love the movie Hard Candy.

[Cainanite]

For me, the desire to have my testicles removed remains in a fantasy. It is not a sexual fantasy, just a pleasant idea, like owning a bigger TV, or a car with heated seats. I can live without those things, but it doesn't stop me from dreaming about it.

My testicles only have limited function. They produce a small amount of testosterone, but cannot produce sperm. Likewise, the penis only has a limited role of usefulness. Sure, I like peeing standing up, and occasionally I enjoy a wank, but it is not a driving force. I can live without the masturbation. I could sit to pee. It would only take me a few seconds more than it already does.

Without my testicles and scrotum touching the front of my legs, I feel much more comfortable. I just feels more like myself when they aren't touching me. Maybe if my bits were a bigger influence on my life I'd feel more strongly about them. Right now, their biggest influence on me, is feeling gross when I sweat. Would I miss them if they were gone?... Not one bit.

So, it is a bit of BIID, and a bit of GID. I would just feel more like myself if I didn't have the annoyance those parts give me. I don't really think of myself as male, and don't see those bits as something that defines who, or what I am. I'm not looking to become female. Breasts and a vagina are not something I desire for myself. I would just feel more like who I really am, if I didn't have those growths between my legs.

I don't see wanting those parts removed as a mental disorder, or a sickness. I don't think I need therapy to accept them. For me, it is just about acceptance in who I am and who I want to be. Those testicles don't define me, and they place an expectation on me from society, that I am supposed to be a certain way because I have them. Frankly, I'd be a healthier person if they were not there. I'd be more comfortable in my own skin.

I don't think a desire to be a eunuch is an unhealthy thought. I think it is a very healthy expression of acceptance for who I really am.

[Elizabeth]

I was trying to figure out what me and you might have in common. I would also like to have my "bits" gone, but for other reasons. I have already transitioned my life and my testosterone is already in the low 100's, so no one really knows what I have or not. To be honest, most people assume they are already gone. So why do I still need to be rid of them? Perhaps it's about the male power they represent. Like as long as I have them, I will never be me. That sort of thing. That as long as I have them, it means people will still expect me to act a certain way. Just because I have them.

Maybe you are the same in that you hate what expectations they place on you.

Elizabeth

[transward]

I have already transitioned my life and my testosterone is already in the low 100's, so no one really knows what I have or not. To be honest, most people assume they are already gone. So why do I still need to be rid of them? Perhaps it's about the male power they represent. Like as long as I have them, I will never be me. That sort of thing. That as long as I have them, it means people will still expect me to act a certain way. Just because I have them.

Maybe you are the same in that you hate what expectations they place on you.

Elizabeth

I must point out that, with blockers and estrogen you have already taken away all the real power they have over you. What is left is the symbolic power we give them to afflict ourselves. My situation is similar to yours, and I admit that were my financial situation different, my crotch would likely look different, but as there is no one trying to get into my pants and I am unlikely to spend much time in ladies' locker rooms with my legs spread, I am at peace with my anatomy (most of the time)(besides I've got better tits than the vast majority of women my age, which isn't saying a lot) And even if I had some cash, a facelift would probably improve my life more than any immediate genital modifications.

Transward

[Cainanite]

I was trying to figure out what me and you might have in common. I would also like to have my "bits" gone, but for other reasons. I have already transitioned my life and my testosterone is already in the low 100's, so no one really knows what I have or not. To be honest, most people assume they are already gone. So why do I still need to be rid of them? Perhaps it's about the male power they represent. Like as long as I have them, I will never be me. That sort of thing. That as long as I have them, it means people will still expect me to act a certain way. Just because I have them.

Maybe you are the same in that you hate what expectations they place on you.

Elizabeth

I think those expectations have been very damaging to me in my life. Just because I have testes, I am not supposed to cry at the movies, or tear up at a sappy commercial. I'm supposed to be manly, and have manly pursuits. You should see the looks I get, when I admit I like to sew.

"You like to sew? Like with thread and needles and stuff? Why? Don't you have testicles?"

I'm supposed to care about sports on TV. I'm supposed to ogle pretty women as they walk down the street. I'm not supposed to cuddle and kiss my cats (especially where someone can see me).

I'm supposed to drink beer, and burp and spit. I'm supposed to care about hockey scores, and football.

When people don't get what they expect out of me, they assume I'm gay.

THEN, I'm supposed to ogle the guys who walk down the street. I'm supposed to know how to decorate. I'm expected to watch Glee. I'm expected to go out clubbing.

All these expectations, just because of a useless pair of lumps between my legs.

I AM NOT TWO USELESS LUMPS! I do not define myself that way.

All that admitted and out in the open, I've had to get past all of that pain. I've had to chose who I am for myself. I've decided to accept myself, and not define myself by others expectations. I'll never mature as a whole person until I accept myself, and the pain that created me.

I am left with just myself, and who I feel I really am. Those testicles are not a defining part. Even accepting and moving past the pain, I am left with a desire to part with what isn't really me. My nuggets don't really work right. They are uncomfortable. They sweat. I could live without them, and never give a thought to them again.

Even if they were cut off tomorrow, I would still have the experiences and damaging expectations that created me. Losing them wouldn't end that. If I do decide to lose them, it can only be for my own reasons. I can't base that decision on what other people think or expect of me.