Slammr (imported) wrote: Thu Oct 28, 2004 11:09 am
As I sat at my computer one day with my balls uncomfortably squished between my legs, I thought, "What do I need these for?" I had no active sex life, so I they weren't doing me much good-and I found that the idea of having them cut off was a turn on. Upon searching the Internet for castration, I came across EA. The stories were a turn on. Eventually, I started writing some myself. Actually, the first stories I ever wrote were for EA.
I seriously considered having myself castrated-but, I have no desire to rid myself of testosterone. Age, alone, has decreased my sex drive more than I would like. So, I was left with two reasons for having the little orbs cut off: having them hanging between my legs causes physical discomfort; and, the idea of having them cut off is a turn on.
Neither of those are sufficient to counter the negative aspect of getting those babies cut off: hot flashes; depression; loss of muscle mass; osteoporosis; loss of sexual desire. If I got rid of my balls, I would have to pay for testosterone injections. If anything, I would like to have more testosterone, not less.
So, why am I still here? I've made some friends that I would miss if I left. Castration still interests me, even though I've decided it's not for me. I like to write castration stories, which are fun to write.
Timothy also writes, but I can also understand the other reason he states. The idea of being castrated scares him. People are often fascinated by that which frightens them. Why else would horror stories be popular?
Although the majority of the people who post on the message board may be either eunuchs or wannabes, certainly the majority of the readers of the stories are turned on by the castration stories, for one reason or the other, and have no interest in being castrated themselves.
Thanks, Slammr, I appreciate your input. The diversity of this group is amazing, and I suppose my rare visits here show in my ignorance of that fact.
I can't say that I've ever read a castration story or thought of writing one, even though I've been writing for years. (Expository prose & journalism, not fiction.) Nor has castration been a particular long-term fantasy. I've thought about it, naturally, but seldom in a romanticised sense. So we really are quite different. Perhaps I might twist an adage and say: Your meat is my poison.
I've always known I'd end up a eunuch; it seemed inevitable as I've been contemplating this move since my mid-20's. I would not expect anyone to really understand why this step was a necessity for me, even my other eunuch buddies. Talula's article, written for BME a few years back comes surprisingly close to describing me. Eventually, I was serious enought to finally convinced my psychologist that my psyche & soma needed alignment. He supported me, and has my personal physician.
I actively fought against my inclination through my 30's and for nearly a decade thereafter the thought of castration never entered my mind. I then visited a urologist and found I had spermatoceles. They grew until they were quite painful and larger than my testes. I visited a urologist and discussed surgery. However, on leaving his office I could only think, "WHY am I going to do this? He'll remove the spermatoceles and put those offending testicles back! This isn't what I want!"
Shortly after that, I made up my mind and visited Philadelphia. I've been freed! No spermatoceles, no testes and I feel like all of me is going in the same direction: body, mind and spirit. I love my almost complete lack of libido. It's akin to the feeling I had when I quite smoking and quit alcohol. I've been unchained from sexuality and maleness, both of which were burdens to me.
My doc and I are monitoring my health, and she assures me that there are medications (non-hormonal) that can assist with any of the problems. I think I was fortunate to have an understanding female physician; naturally, women do not have that protective instinct that males do when it comes to what's between a man's legs.
LOL, in my case, there's a whole lot less than there used to be!
Love this eunuch's life!
Thanks again for your input!
Greg