Date: Tue, 16 Sep 2003 19:22:19 -0400
From: ED
Subject: tanned boy ch3

This story is fictional, but does reflect some of my youth.  If you don't
like gay fiction with teen boys loving each then leave.

Ch 3

     Dad pressed his large hand to my genitals to slow the bleeding as he
carried me downstairs.  My mom had a towel waiting, when dad took his hand
away blood began to squirt from the cut at the base of my dick.  Mom pushed
the towel into my groin, and said, "Billy hold that real tight to him to
try to slow the bleeding."  Dad carried me out to the car.  Billy opened
the door to the backseat and slid me into the car.  Billy jumped in and
knelt on the floor so he could press the towel into my groin.

      It was eight miles to the hospital and I think we made it in five
minutes.  I hadn't ever ridden in a car going that fast.  When we got to
the hospital dad carried me into the ER.  He didn't stop to check in he
just stormed right past the nurse and took me to a bed.  A nurse followed
us.  After my dad set me down he bellowed, "my son needs a Dr. right
now!!!"

"What seems to be the problem?" asked the nurse.

"His penis and scrotum have been cut badly by a pair of scissors, he need a
surgeon to sew him up before he loses them."

     The nurse took one look at the blood soaked towel and asked, "do you
know his blood type?"

"No" answered dad.

     The nurse rushed back to her office and returned with a bag with a
tube attached to it.  She put a needle in my arm and began to run the stuff
into me.  "This is type O which is universal and it works with anyone."
Then she took the towel away from my groin.  I was still bleeding but not
as bad a before.  I was leaning back on my elbows and could see my dick and
balls were a bloody mess.  The second nurse came over and said Dr. Concord
is on his way he will be here in five minutes.

     The Dr. arrived and got ready to sew me back together.  The scissors
had cut the blood vessel feeding my dick, but hadn't severed it so my dick
was still getting some blood.  It took the Dr. a half hour to sew that up
so that everything was back the way it belonged.  Then they put a bunch of
pillows under my hips and had dad and Billy hold my legs toward my chest,
so the Dr. could sew up the bottom of my scrotum.  I felt him lift my
little bag and then he asked me, "how old are you son?"

"Fourteen sir." I answered.
     I felt him tugging on my balls and it hurt a lot, so I screamed.  He
looked at my dad and said, " Mr. Ashtree I need to speak to you alone."
They left and walked to the office.

"What's the matter?"

     "It is your son's testicles, they atrophied, it appears as though he
must have sustained a bad injury to them some time ago; because now they
appear to be dying and when things are that far gone there is nothing that
can be done.  That is why your son's penis is so undeveloped for a boy of
fourteen.  If we leave his testicle's in him there is a very real chance
they will turn cancerous, and he could lose his life."

"Do you mean, you want to castrate my little Eddie?"

"Not want to, but have to in order to save his life.  I'm so sorry."
     I had been watching my dad and the Dr. and I was getting really
scared.  Billy was holding my hand and kept telling it would be ok.  Dad
walked over to me, there were tears in his eyes.

"Eddie did you ever hurt your balls real bad?"  My face turned red and I
nodded my head.

"It's ok your not in trouble just tell me."

"When I was nine I went into the barn alone when I wasn't supposed to be
there alone.  The week before you had caught me in the barn and gave me a
spanking for being there when you weren't.  Anyway I want to pet the new
calf that was born that morning.  So I went in the barn and starting
petting the calf.  The calf was drinking milk from her momma and I put an
arm around the calf and was kneeling right beside her.  All at once the
momma kicked me right between my legs.  She kicked me so hard that I flew
up to her front legs.  My balls hurt so bad that I couldn't walk for a few
minutes.  Finally I went back to the house and went into the bathroom.  I
looked at my balls and they were all swollen up and starting to turn black
and blue.  I didn't want another spanking so I didn't tell you or mommy.
It hurt real bad for about a week and then it got better and I never
thought anymore about it."


"Eddie when that cow kicked you is damaged your balls real bad, and they
have been dying ever since than.  The Dr. says if he doesn't remove them
there is a big chance that they will become cancerous and that could kill
you.  We can't take that chance the Dr. is going to take you into the
operating room and remove them so you are safe.  Do you understand what I'm
saying?"

"Does that mean I'm going to be a girl now?" I cried.


"Of course not, you will always be a boy."

"I'll be like those men in the bible the eunuchs.  Please daddy don't let
them take out my balls."

"Eddie I'm so sorry but we can't take the chance."

"Eddie listen to me it wont change anything between us I will love you just
as much.  You know my balls are just like yours.  I hurt mine when I was
nine too.  I got hit with a baseball.  I will have to see what my father
says tomorrow but if your have to come out than might have to come out
also, and we will still be twins."

"Son I'm really sorry about this, but it has to been done.  We're going to
take you into surgery in a few minutes.  The procedure will take about
forty-five minutes.  There is one thing that you need to decide.  When this
happens to boys sometime we leave their scrotum in place it is just empty.
But it shrinks up and looks rather odd.  Instead I can pull the skin tight
and make you look smooth there.  Which way would you like?"

"Make me look smooth if my sack is still there it will be a reminder of
what I'm lost." I cried.

    I was taken into the operating room an hour later I was in a hospital
room.  Billy told me later that I sleep for several hours.  He told me I
keep saying his name.  I finally woke up about 10am dad had gone home to
milk the cows and tell mom what had happened.  Billy was sitting in a chair
beside my bed.  When I opened my eyes his head was laying on my bed and he
was asleep.  He was still holding my hand.  As I lay there thinking I felt
sadder than ever before in my life.  Tears were running down my face and I
must have groaned; because Billy woke up and saw what was happening.  He
climbed into my bed and wrapped his arms around me and just held me until I
had cried myself out.  Finally I turned to him and said, "Billy I'm never
going shoot cum out of my dick, I will never have children, I'll never be a
real man."

"I know but I will love you just the way you are.  Since your balls weren't
working before then you should still be able to have orgasms like before
and they were good enough to make you faint then that should be pretty good
don't you think." giggle, giggle.

     Soon we were both giggling.  "Billy maybe when you start to shoot cum
I can borrow some of yours?" giggle, giggle.  Just then a nurse walked into
the room.  Billy started to get off my bed, but I held him tight.

"You can't have your friend in bed with you." said the nurse.

"First off Billy isn't just my friend he is my boyfriend."  I turned and
gave him a kiss on the cheek.  Second, if you were fourteen and had just
had your balls and scrotum removed and you had a boyfriend you would want
him in bed with you so you wouldn't be scarred.  So he stayed put right
where he is.  Are we clear on this?"

"He is your boyfriend." the nurse scowled.

"Yes, and if you have a problem with that please get out of my room and
don't come back!!"  I barked.

"Queers," she grumbled.

"GET OUT OF MY ROOM YOU BITCH, GET OUT NOW!!!!!" I yelled.

     The nurse turned and stomped out of my room.  Billy and I gave each
other a hug, then he said, "I can't believe you called her a bitch."

"Me either I've never said that to anyone else."

     A few minutes later an older nurse came into my room.  Her tag said
Mary, Charge Nurse .

"Young man I know you have been through a very rough time, but I can't have
you calling my nurses bad names young man."

"I'm really sorry for calling her that name, but she called us 'queers'.

"She called you queers?"

"Yes, she told Billy he couldn't be on my bed and then I told her that
Billy is my boyfriend.  Then I asked her if she had a problem with that and
she called us queers."

"Son I will have a talk with her and she will give both of you and apology.
Billy you can stay on the bed as long as you want if it makes Eddie feel
better."  She said with a smile.

     A few minutes later Billy's parents came into the room.  Billy ran to
his mom crying.  Dr. Bill came over to my bed and wrapped me in his arms.
He hugged me and gave me kisses on my head.  Then Billy came over to my bed
and said, "mom, dad I want you to meet my boyfriend and soulmate, Eddie
Ashtree."  Billy and I told them everything that had happened to us.  Billy
explained how he had hurt his balls when he was nine.  Dr. Bill had Billy
lay on the empty bed and then examined him.  When he was done he turned so
I could see his face and there were tears running down his face.  I knew
that Billy must have the same problem as I had.

"Bill, what is it, what is wrong with Billy?" asked his mom.

"His testicles are in the same condition as Eddie's they have to come out."
he groaned.

     Billy was crying on the other bed, I tried to get up and go him, but
Dr. Bill pushed me back on my bed and then picked Billy up and put him in
bed with me.  We held each other and cried together.  Dr Bill went out to
talk with the nurses.  A while later Dr Concord came in with Dr.  Bill.
First they both examined me, Dr. Bill said, "that's a good job the scares
will be hidden by Eddie's leg creases."  I wanted to see but they said not
until it looked better.  Then they examined Billy.  Both Dr's agreed that
Billy's testicles had to come out.  Billy told them he wanted to look like
me.

     Two hours later Billy was taken to surgery, Dr. Bill did the surgery
with Dr. Concord.  They brought Billy back an hour later, he was still
sleeping from the anesthesia .  Dr Bill told me that one of Billy's ball
had a growth on it that looked like the start of cancer, so the operation
was just in time.  Billy's parents went to get some lunch, so I took the
bag that was collecting my urine and carefully moved to Billy's bed.  I
slid under the covers and wrapped my arms around Billy.  I must have fallen
asleep, because the next thing I knew my mom was shaking me awake.  She
helped me back to my bed.  We talked for quite a while, I told her that I
loved her and dad but I couldn't ever live them again.  I would always be
afraid that Sonny would finish what he had started.

"Where do you think you are going to live if not at home?"

"I want to go and live with Billy's family, we love each other and after
what we have been through we need each other."

     Just then Billy's parents came back into the room.  I introduced them
to my mom.  The three of them stood talking, I got back into Billy's bed it
was easer this time.  Billy woke up and I held him.  "Billy I'm scared to
go back home I want to live with you and your family, do you want me to
live with you?"

"Of course Eddie there no way I'll let you go back where he can hurt you
again."

"Mom, Dad, Eddie needs to come and live with for good, there is no way to
keep him safe at the farm.  He loves his parents, but we need each other
there is no way we can deal with what has happened to us without each
other."

"Look Billy we will talk it over with Eddie's parents and try to figure out
what is best to do."

     The rest of the day Billy and I spent in his bed.  Billy could only
have jello for supper, but I got something they called food.  After that we
watched TV and went to sleep in his bed.  The nurses tried to get me to
sleep in my bed, but we both said no way.  The next morning after breakfast
we took a bed bath then cuddled together back in his bed.  After lunch both
of our parents came to see us at the same time.  They had been to lunch
together and had made some decisions about what to do about us.

"We have talked it over and Eddie we are going to let you go and stay with
Billy until the end of the summer.  By then things should be ok for you to
come in time for school."

"What if things aren't ok, then do I get to go home with them? I asked.

"We'll worry about it then, not now."

     Billy and I spent the rest of the day cuddling and making out.  We
keep having to stop when we popped a boner because it hurt to do that.  We
slept together again that night.  The next morning Dr. Bill came and took
us to the Hotel.  We weren't allowed to go swimming for ten more days after
our stitches were taken out.  That afternoon Dr. Bill took us shopping for
clothes for me.  Billy helped me pick out everything.  He said I looked
real hot.  That night we played Monopoly with his parents.

     Dr. Bill changed our bandages and let us see what we looked like.  We
were still swollen but we could see what we would look like once we were
healed.  Without a ball sack it made our little dicks look bigger.  We both
were quite black and blue in our groins.

     After we got to our room, Billy said, "when we are healed if you want
we could try sucking on each other, I think it is called 69ing ."

"Wow, I can't wait it sounds like it would feel great."

     The next ten days passed quickly every day Billy and I got closer,
ever day our love deepened.  Finally the day came to remove our stitches.
Our groins still looked a little gross, but we were having much pain
anymore.  The next morning we got to take our second shower together.  We
started washing each other and got really turned on.

     We reached out and started stroking each others dicks while French
kissing.  Time seemed to stand still as we kissed and stroked.  Our minds
and bodies melded into one and as our bodies rose to a climatic crescendo,
which shook us from our toes to our hair.  Our legs buckled and we slid to
the bottom of the bathtub.  Kissing all way down.  Then we both started
giggling.

"Well I guess that answers the question if our dicks still work." I
giggled.

     We finished showering each other, and then dried each other.  We
decided that taking a shower with your boyfriend was way cool.  We slipped
on a pair of shorts and went to say goodnight to his parents.  Billy was
right his dad gave me a big hug and a kiss on my cheek just like Billy.
After we went to our room undressed and got into bed I giggled and asked
Billy, do you want to try that 69ing?"

"You better believe I do."

     We got into bed and began to kiss and rub our bodies together.  I
starting kissing Billy's beautiful face.  Then I moved down to his neck and
began to leave my love marks on his neck.  At the same time I decided to
try rubbing on of his nipples to see if he liked that.  As soon as I
started rubbing and tweaking his nipple he began to groan.  I knew he must
like what I was doing so I increased my attention to his nipple twisting it
gently and then pulling on it and then rubbing my rough farm hands across
his hardened nipple.  All of sudden I felt his body shudder below me and
then he arched his back and moaned thru an explosive orgasm.  Realizing
what I had done for my boyfriend, I decided to see what sucking on his
nipples would do.  I attacked his nipples with my tongue, lips, and teeth.
It was less than five minutes since his last orgasm when Billy's body began
to shake, his arms and legs were bouncing on the bed.  All of a sudden his
body gave a great buck throwing me off, the only part of his body on the
bed were his toes, and the back of his head.  He collapsed back onto the
bed, his eyes were rolled completely back into his head.

     I lay beside him gently stroking his face, slowly he came back to me.
He gave me a little smile and said, "u, u, unbelievable if that happens
with you just sucking on my nipple then I might die if you suck on my
dick." giggle, giggle.

"I don't think anyone has ever died from getting a blow job." I giggled.

"Maybe not, but how bout I try it on you first then." Billy giggled.

     I lay back on the bed smiled at my boy lover and said, "I'm ready to
try if you are sweety."

     Billy looked at me and suddenly jumped on to of me, trapping our two
dicks together between our bodies.  He began kissing all over my face and
licking, and nibbling on my ears.  Then all of sudden he sat up with my
little dick stuck right between his cute little ass cheeks.  He wiggled his
butt back and forth on my stiff dick as he bent down and began to tickle my
boy pits.  He didn't stop until I begged.  Then he began attacking my nips,
he grabbed them between his thumbs and forefingers until I bucked in an
orgasmic high.  He continued to sit on me giving me a chance to catch my
breath while mouthing 'I love you' and blowing kisses at me.  When I had
recovered he slid down my body kissing and licking down.  He gave each of
my nips a quick lick starting my engin revving again.
     Then he slid down so he could lick my legs, he pushed them wide apart
and licked from one knee up to where my scrotum used to be, and down the
other leg to my knee.  I found out that the skin below my dick must still
have a lot of nerve endings; because when he licked there I went into
overdrive.  All of a sudden he giggled and then plunged my 31/2" dick into
his mouth.  He attacked it with a vengeance slashing it all over with his
tongue at the same time applying a vacuum to his mouth just as if he was
trying to suck up a thick milkshake thru a straw.  I was bouncing all over
the bed.  But, Billy had wrapped his arms around my hip so I couldn't get
away.  He pulled his mouth back a little so he could lash the head of my
cock with his tongue.
    He keep up the suction and tongue lashing as I rode into my orgasm
higher and higher than I had ever been before.  I was overloading sensory
impulses and tried to buck Billy off of me.  He was having none of that
however and only increased the ferocity of his attack on my dick.  Billy
told me afterwards that he keep me up like that for two minutes.  I was
having a continuous orgasm.  It just went on and on one wave following
another until my eyes rolled back in my head and I screamed
"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS".

     Dr. Bill heard my scream and came knocking on the door.  "Billy is
everything ok with Eddie I heard him scream."

"Yea, dad he'll all right in a minute ok."

"Let me in so I can make sure."

"I can't right now dad."

"Well what happened then?"

"Well lets just say he fainted from some oral attack sensory overload,"
giggle, giggle.

"Ok son, just keep the noise down."  Dr. Bill laughed.

     I came to a little later, Billy had moved behind me and was holding my
head in his lap.  He was gently stroking my face.  After I was back in the
land of living we kissed each other and then cuddled together and went to
sleep.

     The next morning we were eager to go to the beach for the first time
in two weeks.  We were also anxious to wear out new bathing suits.  When we
went shopping for clothes Billy had wanted to get us each a set of
flippers, mask, and snorkel.  So we went to a sporting goods store and
found what we were looking for, while there Billy and I decided to look and
see if they had any swim suits that we liked.  We went to the boys section
and suddenly got excited; they had some suits from France that were even
smaller that the underwear that Billy's mom buys for him.  The front was
just a pouch there was straps that ran around to the back piece which was
only about four inches wide.  There were gold buckles that snapped together
on each side.  The tag said that they were made of stretch nylon, and they
were very shiny.  We each picked a pair of size 12 and went into the
changing room to try them on.  We slipped them on and then looked at each
other.  The pouches started just above our little dicks, if we had hair it
would have shown.  The back had a seam right up the back the was made to
fit into our butt cracks.  The rest of the back covered about an inch and
half on each side of our cracks.  We walked out into the store and showed
Billy's parents our suits.  His mom shook her head, but his dad only
laughed and said,

"You two look hotter than a pistol."


     We were walking down the stairs to get our lunches to take to the
beach when coming down from the other stair was another boy.  He looked
like he was around 16 or 17 he had long blond hair and was very muscular.
We said, "Hi."

"There is supposed to be a beach somewhere that we can go to.  Do you know
where it is?"

"Yea, that is where we are headed in a few minutes.  My dad is driving us
and we are taking a lunch from the kitchen so we can spend the whole day.
If you want to come with us put your suit on before you go and get the
kitchen to fix you a lunch.  I'll ask my dad to wait for you.  Oh I'm Billy
this is my boyfriend Eddie."

"Wow, you guys are boyfriends that great I like boys too.  I'm John."