A Testicle Fantasy Come TrueThe story you are about to read is true. Only the names have been changed to protect the person involved.
I had been reading many of the stories in Eunuch Archives regarding castration, penectomy, and nullification. Realizing that most, if not all, the stories were fiction, I noticed how simple the castration procedure seemed to be in all of the stories. The procedure seemed to involve cutting open the scrotum, whereupon the testicle is freed. By pulling the testicle down, the cord and blood vessels attaching the testicle to the body could be tied off. By clipping them, the testicle would be released from the body. Unfortunately for me, this description is not entirely true.
From a very young age, I was curious about my body and bodily functions. In fact, I majored in Biology in college to learn as much as I could about how all of the biological systems of a living organism function. The largest real animal I was able to dissect and study in any real detail was a frog during high school biology. I had seen films of other animal dissections and had read well-illustrated books on organ systems of various animals, so I was generally familiar with the digestive system, circulatory system, respiratory system, and nervous system. It was the reproductive system that stimulated my curiosity the most. I had always wanted to know what my testicles would look like outside of their enclosing scrotum, but the fear of pain similar to that experienced when I had been hit in the testicles while playing baseball was enough to dampen my curiosity.
At this point let me digress. I am 67 years old and my wife is no longer having sex with me due to a complete hysterectomy with ovary removal and a case of diabetes. I have no purpose in life and I'm just waiting to die, so what better time to explore my life-long curiosity. I have had both hips and my right knee replaced within the past two years. During the healing phase, I was prescribed Arixtra, a drug that is injected into the belly fat to prevent blood clots from the operations from entering the heart, lungs, and brain. I had always been squeamish about receiving shots and now I was going to have to inject myself in the stomach every day for two weeks after each operation. I found that giving myself shots was no big deal. The needle was small and sharp and entered the skin relatively easily. I kept a few of the needles and used them to try to withdraw ***** directly from my testicles. I thought the pain would be unbearable, but found that after the needle penetrated the skin of the scrotum, there was virtually no pain as the needle entered the testicle. I tried this a number of times, but only got a small amount of clear fluid occasionally. Next, I decided to see how long a pin or needle I could insert into my scrotum and testicles. I tried several size needles and pins and arrived at hatpins as pins long enough to penetrate my scrotum, pass completely through my testicle and emerge on the other side of my scrotum. What I learned from this activity is that sewing needles and pins do not pass through the skin or connective tissue as easily as hypodermic needles, and most of the pain of the needle going in occurs in the outer la
Going back to the original story, as I said, I had always wondered what my testicles would look like outside of my scrotum. Since I determined that my scrotum was not very sensitive to pain, I wiped my scrotum thoroughly with alcohol and coated it with Ora-Gel, a pain numbing gel containing benzocaine. Next, I found a new single-edged razor blade and wiped it down with alcohol. I used the razor to cut a 1 1/2 long gash across my scrotum over the left testicle. I figured that this would be a hole large enough to squeeze my testicle out of my scrotum. When I tried to squeeze my testicle out, only a small part would poke through the hole in my scrotum. I tried to reach in with my little finger to force the testicle out, but it wouldn’t budge. I finally got a pair of surgical scissors I had taken home from a previous operation and wiped them down with alcohol. I used the scissors to snip through the connective tissue connecting the testicle to the scrotum. After cutting most of the testicle free, I was able to get the testicle out of the scrotum, but it was not as free as I thought it would be. I was unable to grab the testicle and pull it to expose the blood vessels and cord that held the testicle to the body, as the stories in Eunuch Archives would indicate. I pushed the testicle back inside my scrotum and used dental floss to sew up the gash.
It’s probably just as well that I was unable to expose the cord and blood vessels connecting my left testicle to my body. I probably would have tried to cut the testicle off and eat it like the people in the Eunuch Archives stories frequently do. At the current time, four days after the incision was made, my scrotum is swollen on the left side and there is some minor discomfort if I move the wrong way, but the incision doesn’t seem to be infected, although it is still seeping a small amount of blood. I will try to keep you updated on my progress in healing, if I have time and there seems to be any interest from you readers out there.