Castrating Boys And Adolescents

[limpdickbv (imported)]

reading all the stories about castration I became to desire to be castrated.

[Gerslave (imported)]

For me puberty was also a bad time. I went to a school with co-education, but the girls there are full of hate and disdain to boys who have so many doubts about their own role and future life, all the aspects of a well-balanced life as a male grown up. I have never forgotten this maltreatment by these girls, and the relations to females later on was even not better.

If I had the chance to be castrated in these former times ... certainly I have chosen this solution. And after 40 years I can say: to live with females together or to be married is punishment at all. Boys should have the chance to be castrated and avoid all these difficulties. In future to be a male - it is a real bad fate.

[Peter47-NL (imported)]

As a boy I knew castration would prevent all the changes of puberty. Being a boy with some feminine features I liked to stay that boy. So I did not like the changes that came with puberty. At that age I never had the disire to have my balls cut off to stop the process. I just wanted to stay a smooth hairless boy with a small penis and small balls. At the other hand there was allready at that age the knowledge that a castration could have prevented these unwanted changes. For a boy in the city like me, castration was somethig for choirboys in ancient times and for young bulls and stallions on the farm, for men who abused boys, not for decent modern humans, not for boys like me.

The question how it would have been if I was castrated as a boy is an imaginary question. I can only speculate about it. It is for sure that this all made me love to read about castration, about eunuchs, about the castration of prepuberty boys and castrated prepuberty boys. Thanks for the Eunuch Archive and its story archive. In fantasy I get castrated as a boy, as a youth and as a man, but most of all I get castrated as a preteen boy. In fantasy I am a happy castrated preteen boy, a happy castrated youth, a happy castrated man, a happy eunuch.

[Cainanite (imported)]

I was a fairly soft boy when I was prepubescent. Meaning I hated sports, I liked to play dress-up, and I enjoyed playing with girls because they played at more my speed. Though I am not gay or trans gender (not sure if that matters), I knew other boys had a metal in them I did not. From a very early age I knew I did not want to become a man. I was very happy staying a boy. Until I was 15 and started puberty, I actually liked my body.

At age 12, I came down with a rare malady (at least for Caucasian children and children over 5) called Kawasaki's Disease. It is an illness very much like the Mumps or Scarlet Fever. I causes a rash over the hands, feet, and groin. One of the many symptoms I developed was Bilateral Orchitis. (swelling and fever in both testicles.) Poorly diagnosed, my fever, and the disease lasted for well over 2 months. I was wrongly prescribed steroidal medications that exacerbated my problems. I think my doctor was much more concerned with the rash, than any of my other symptoms.

The result of which, was my youthful erections, that I had been enjoying until then, stopped. They did not return for almost 3 years. I was quite literally 1 day shy of my 15th birthday when I finally had my first ejaculate. I can remember the day clearly.

I have only in the last few years, really come to understand what had happened to me. My testicles were damaged during my long fever. I was already rendered sterile. If my parents had known what was to come and been kind, they should have castrated me shortly after my fever. They didn't know, so I forgive them.

Once my testicles had grown enough to again start producing testosterone, I finally began puberty. My time without puberty was a happy one. I had many friends, and I didn't miss being erect, or playing with myself. (though I admit I did, I didn't "need" to. I found I could have fun while it was soft too.) Between 12 and 15 I had a lot of confusion about why everybody was developing except me, but I did not have the problems I would have, once puberty did start.

Starting puberty was the start of deep depressions and a lifelong struggle with my body image. I have a radically reduced sex drive, but I definitely have one. I have much less body hair than others, and my arms, hands and shoulders still look like a prepubescent's. My body developed ugly hair in many places. I say ugly hair because my pubic hair is not as thick or as curly as other peoples. My very few girlfriends found it ugly, as did I.

My voice deepened just enough to drum me out of choir. I could never have been professional, but I was passing, and enjoyed it. I have since actually had to train my voice to sound more masculine. It is a constant effort.

The real problem was the enormous mood swings I endured, causing my very conservative family to resort to getting me *gasp* therapy. To say the least, that therapy was a complete waste of time. Therapists were not equipped to help a boy like me. Frankly I didn't make it easy. I didn't even know what the hell was wrong with me.

I know now. I was going through hormone peaks and valleys. As my only half working testicles would produce a bit of testosterone, then drop off again. I was going through the hormonal depression of a castrated man, then getting the T back, then losing it again. I was off my freaking nut. (no pun intended.) Fortunately, the hormones have settled down over the years. Though I still have occasional bouts of depression, they are less severe.

My penis has remained quite smallish. About 4 inches erect. You can see how this caused me problems with the ladies. I have uneven body hair, and only need to shave every few days. My beard doesn't come in thick enough to grow a mustache, but is does keep coming back. I have the look of a man younger than I am. Only my grey hair gives away my real age.

Perhaps I should have been started on HRT at age 12, but I don't think anyone actually knew what was wrong with me. I'm not sure HRT was even an option in the medical community at that time. I certainly didn't talk to my conservative parents about anything going on 'down there.'

If someone had told me the problems puberty would have caused for me. I would have agreed to be castrated. If I knew what I know now, I might have done it myself.

Nobody told me I had two ticking time bombs in me. I would have much preferred to remain a boy, and avoid puberty all together. Maybe it would have been even harder for me, not developing at all, but at least I wouldn't have had to deal with the crazy mood swings that lasted well into my thirties.

I am sterile, and have been all my adult life. I've only recently discovered this fact, and gone looking for the reasons why. It has answered a lot of questions for me that I've wondered about for a long time. I've only begun to process it very recently. Despite that, I've wished

I'd been castrated as a child

for a long time. Since I learned such a thing could be done, I've wished for it.

There are definitely times I think the castration of a child is warranted. In my case I think it would have been a kindness.

Sorry for my long rant. Thanks for reading.

[DennisJnCA (imported)]

I've enjoyed the discourse here in this thread regardless of taboo. I think everyone regardless of age should have say in their own destiny. I knew things about myself and life at age 7 that I still believe, so I don't buy into any arbitrary age that someone else decides is right for another to be considered knowledgeable and consenting.

That said, I think this is a very delicate area to tread on and it should be left up to every individual to decide their own fate regardless of age, and let all options be known to those who so choose to inquire.

My puberty was delayed, and I think had I known I had options I would have delayed it further to give myself options. Why my vet would so boldly encourage me to neuter my male dog, yet so many people get so upset about humans considering the same thing for themselves at young age, has boggled my mind since! Sorry, this just doesn't make any sense to me. I struggled with this when deciding for my young male canine companion, I didn't want to play GOD with him but it seemed to be forced upon me to decide at the time, which made me examine this for not only him but myself and others. I think I came away from it with feeling that I would rather someone decide for themselves and not let another decide for them. If they make a mistake, it's their own mistake they live with, but at least it wasn't forced upon them by another. So I'm ok with a decision by the person themselves so long as they are at least approaching puberty and have some kind of opinion or conviction without outside influences. At least give a person that option so they choose to go that route, and respect that a young mind kind make logical decisions that they can live with for the rest of their lives. It's not a life or death decision, simply a choice of lifestyle and focus.

I'm open to conversing with anyone who is interested in talking about the subject. It's kinda crazy out there, but I think everyone should have the right to choose their own destiny at any age so long as their isn't any harm done that is serious and that there's no outside influence.

I know how I felt at young age and I didn't have any outside influence on the matter, but I didn't consider this option of orchiectomy either because I didn't know it was an option. Had I know I may have gone a different path in life. At least offer people informed choices and let them decide. I think we all know what's best for us even at a young age, assuming no outside influence.

I was a fairly soft boy when I was prepubescent. Meaning I hated sports, I liked to play dress-up, and I enjoyed playing with girls because they played at more my speed. Though I am not gay or trans gender (not sure if that matters), I knew other boys had a metal in them I did not. From a very early age I knew I did not want to become a man. I was very happy staying a boy. Until I was 15 and started puberty, I actually liked my body.

At age 12, I came down with a rare malady (at least for Caucasian children and children over 5) called Kawasaki's Disease. It is an illness very much like the Mumps or Scarlet Fever. I causes a rash over the hands, feet, and groin. One of the many symptoms I developed was Bilateral Orchitis. (swelling and fever in both testicles.) Poorly diagnosed, my fever, and the disease lasted for well over 2 months. I was wrongly prescribed steroidal medications that exacerbated my problems. I think my doctor was much more concerned with the rash, than any of my other symptoms.

The result of which, was my youthful erections, that I had been enjoying until then, stopped. They did not return for almost 3 years. I was quite literally 1 day shy of my 15th birthday when I finally had my first ejaculate. I can remember the day clearly.

I have only in the last few years, really come to understand what had happened to me. My testicles were damaged during my long fever. I was already rendered sterile. If my parents had known what was to come and been kind, they should have castrated me shortly after my fever. They didn't know, so I forgive them.

Once my testicles had grown enough to again start producing testosterone, I finally began puberty. My time without puberty was a happy one. I had many friends, and I didn't miss being erect, or playing with myself. (though I admit I did, I didn't "need" to. I found I could have fun while it was soft too.) Between 12 and 15 I had a lot of confusion about why everybody was developing except me, but I did not have the problems I would have, once puberty did start.

Starting puberty was the start of deep depressions and a lifelong struggle with my body image. I have a radically reduced sex drive, but I definitely have one. I have much less body hair than others, and my arms, hands and shoulders still look like a prepubescent's. My body developed ugly hair in many places. I say ugly hair because my pubic hair is not as thick or as curly as other peoples. My very few girlfriends found it ugly, as did I.

My voice deepened just enough to drum me out of choir. I could never have been professional, but I was passing, and enjoyed it. I have since actually had to train my voice to sound more masculine. It is a constant effort.

The real problem was the enormous mood swings I endured, causing my very conservative family to resort to getting me *gasp* therapy. To say the least, that therapy was a complete waste of time. Therapists were not equipped to help a boy like me. Frankly I didn't make it easy. I didn't even know what the hell was wrong with me.

I know now. I was going through hormone peaks and valleys. As my only half working testicles would produce a bit of testosterone, then drop off again. I was going through the hormonal depression of a castrated man, then getting the T back, then losing it again. I was off my freaking nut. (no pun intended.) Fortunately, the hormones have settled down over the years. Though I still have occasional bouts of depression, they are less severe.

My penis has remained quite smallish. About 4 inches erect. You can see how this caused me problems with the ladies. I have uneven body hair, and only need to shave every few days. My beard doesn't come in thick enough to grow a mustache, but is does keep coming back. I have the look of a man younger than I am. Only my grey hair gives away my real age.

Perhaps I should have been started on HRT at age 12, but I don't think anyone actually knew what was wrong with me. I'm not sure HRT was even an option in the medical community at that time. I certainly didn't talk to my conservative parents about anything going on 'down there.'

If someone had told me the problems puberty would have caused for me. I would have agreed to be castrated. If I knew what I know now, I might have done it myself.

Nobody told me I had two ticking time bombs in me. I would have much preferred to remain a boy, and avoid puberty all together. Maybe it would have been even harder for me, not developing at all, but at least I wouldn't have had to deal with the crazy mood swings that lasted well into my thirties.

I am sterile, and have been all my adult life. I've only recently discovered this fact, and gone looking for the reasons why. It has answered a lot of questions for me that I've wondered about for a long time. I've only begun to process it very recently. Despite that, I've wished

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I'd been castrated as a child

for a long time. Since I learned such a thing could be done, I've wished for it.

There are definitely times I think the castration of a child is warranted. In my case I think it would have bee
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n a kindness.

Sorry for my long rant. Thanks for reading.

[Caith721 (imported)]

There are definitely times I think the castration of a child is warranted. In my case I think it would have been a kindnes

s.

Sorry for my long rant. Thanks for reading.

I agree with you, and this is not a long rant. It's your life, your experience, and your telling of it, for everyon

e's benefit. I wish you some small measure of peace.

I've enjoyed the discourse here in this thread regardless of taboo. I think everyone regardless of age should have say in their own destiny. I knew things about myself and life at age 7 that I still believe, so I don't buy into any arbitrary age that someone else decides is right for another to be considered knowledgeable and consenting.

That said, I think this is a very delicate area to tread on and it should be left up to every individual to decide their own fate regardless of age, and let all options be known to those who so choose to inquire.

. . .

I know how I felt at young age and I didn't have any outside influence on the matter, but I didn't consider this option of orchiectomy either because I didn't know it was an option. Had I know I may have gone a different path in life. At least offer people informed choices and let them decide. I think we all know what's best fo

r us even at a young age, assuming no outside influence.

Many children have a much greater depth of understanding than adults believe. Doctors and therapists need to understand this is NOT a taboo subject, and children deserve to be informed. This is the approach taken by Dr. Norman Spack at Children's Hospital Boston (http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/ideas ... man_spack/). Keep talking, keep posting, and keep teaching the so-called professionals. They need to understand and become more helpful.

Thank you both VERY MUCH for sharing and posting here.

[boytofix20 (imported)]

I started to think about being castrated since i was near to 15 and my nuts started their function. The thought about it increased after i lost my back virginity (at 16). Later (at 18) i had my first experience with rough treatments . Now i'm 20. More often i think i'm ready for it. But i'd like to be done by someone, rather than to do myself.

[XxEunuchEmoBoyxX (imported)]

I lost mine when I was 13, never took hormones. I done a stupid thing and got lucky. No child should experence torment of puberty if they do not want it, but as its not so easy to happen people will keep doing stupid things.

-Loki

[curious19 (imported)]

Unlike you, I grew up intact and i had a little arrassment for it by another boy (i was 15 he two years older)...

At last I liked that arrassment and it made me discover my nature, but it gave me a lot of embarassing experiences too. So i think that perhaps the proper treatment had to be another...

[nullorchis (imported)]

If I had castrated myself before I entered puberty (which I wish I had done), I would then never have known what sexual desire and performance were all about. How can you miss what you never had?

Once I discovered what it was all about, it was hot and fun at first, but then became an obnoxious burden. Ever since I have wanted to be castrated. I tried, but failed, twice. Gave up, until recently. Now, thanks to alcohol injections my balls are dead, numb, small . WIsh I had known about injections decades ago. Oh well, better late than never.

Now that my sexuality is not even at half staff, I know what I am missing, and happy to be without. This is something that an ordinary male will never understand because it is the kind of thing you have to try before you can even come close to understanding. Then there is the macho male thing where bigger, harder, and more often is a dominance ego thing.

But really, not having a sex drive or being able to perform, if you want this or are able to adapt to it culturally and mentally, can make life more focused, peaceful, productive and enjoyable. You would think you would miss having sexuality, but once it is gone I sure didn't miss it. Good riddens.