Timothy (imported) wrote: Sun Oct 24, 2004 2:19 pm Castration is the LAST thing I want. I would NEVER agree to be "nutted."

Just honestly curious, Timothy... why do people spend time here on the EA if they aren't interested in castration? Do you find eunuchs as a tribe an interesting group?

(Forgive me if this has already been addressed somewhere in this thread - I just don't have the time this morning to read through it all again.)

The Eunuch Archive certainly is an colourful place, inhabited by some of the most fascinating characters, but I doubt that I'd have much use for it were I not a eunuch (or wanabee). Since I have been "nutted", I feel a sense of obligation to my community, although most of my eunuch friends rarely visit here.

Best,

Greg

Skopztikov (imported) wrote: Thu Oct 28, 2004 5:40 am Just honestly curious, Timothy... why do people spend time here on the EA if they aren't interested in castration? Do you find eunuchs as a tribe an interesting group?

(Forgive me if this has already been addressed somewhere in this thread - I just don't have the time this morning to read through it all again.)

The Eunuch Archive certainly is an colourful place, inhabited by some of the most fascinating characters, but I doubt that I'd have much use for it were I not a eunuch (or wanabee). Since I have been "nutted", I feel a sense of obligation to my community, although most of my eunuch friends rarely visit here.

Best,

Greg

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.

When I was around 12, I realized I wanted to have sex with men...but I'd always heard from my brothers...men don't have sex with men!!!

In the 12 year old mind, if I had no balls, I wouldn't be a 'man'.

I have been interested, infatuated, almost obsessive about it ever since.

While between marriages, I cut into my scrotum to try to castrate myself.

After nearly bleeding to death & having emergency surgery, I haven't tried to cut myself again, but I still think about it every day.

Married...with children, grandchildren, foster children...and still deep, deep in the closet.

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

I trace my castration fetish back to 3rd or 4th grade. Sexual awareness started to kick in about then, along with a couple reports I saw on the local nightly news where some guy castrated himself. It seemed so odd that someone would want to do that to himself. In effect, it was so traumatizing to hear of incidents where sexual oragans were removed. I was taught that sexual organs were sacred. I never talked about it to my parents, and vice versa. Coupled with that stereotype that a man without testes is less than human.

Growing up through highschool, eunuchs seemed like "freaks" to me. Sitting around the t.v. with some friends watching some movie, we'd nervously laugh when some guy was kicked in the testicles. But as I got older, I became more informed and less ignorant (or more tolerant) of the subject.

Nonetheless, over the years, I had some underlying (unhealthy?) curiousity of castration.

So: do I want to be castrated?

HELL NO.

Do I fantasize about it?

No.

But I have sexual fantasies about being vasectomied by some woman. Or having rough sex where a chick punches my bare balls. Or where some pregnant woman whips my nuts with a belt. In fact all my sexual fantasies just about contain some type of sexual damage incurred by some enraged woman. However, do I want it to happen in real life? No. But it's arousing just to think about being threatend with vasectomy from some furious woman. Or have some chick bite a piece from my scrotum.

Where does this all stem from? Don't know. Do I want it to happen to me in real life. No. No. No. And NO.

Yet again, I love renting movies where there are scenes of castration or reading books with castration scenes. In fact, I love this site.

I love this place because I can come here and be anonymous and discuss my fantasies without being judged or ridiculed. Would I feel comfortable discussing these kinds of thengs with a friend or family member?

HELL NO.

Do I feel insecure about my sexuality? Perhaps. But castration is not the answer (hell, I can't eve get into the dentist to have my wisdom teeth pulled, I'm that chicken about surgery).

Nonetheless, I use this site as a resource to help aid in some of my sexual fantasies. And, yes, and after I spent an hour endulging in my castration curiousities, I need to take a long cold shower to bring be back to "normalcy".

I know if I told some guy off the street about my castration fixation he'd say I'm sick in the head. Each to his own, I guess.

Dear Skopztikov

As far back as the 1st grade I had nighmares about being castrated or nullified. I never told anyone about them.

I had more of these nightmares at about 12 when I first learned to mastabate. I was afraid of not being able to whack off any more.

I can't control my nightmares. When I write for this site all I'm doing is writting about my childhood nightmares.

Do you really think that Steven King wants to get bitten by a Vampire or werewolf? He writtes about what scares him and so do I.

Timothy

Timothy (imported) wrote: Mon Nov 01, 2004 2:50 pm Dear Skopztikov

As far back as the 1st grade I had nighmares about being castrated or nullified. I never told anyone about them.

I had more of these nightmares at about 12 when I first learned to mastabate. I was afraid of not being able to whack off any more.

I can't control my nightmares. When I write for this site all I'm doing is writting about my childhood nightmares.

Do you really think that Steven King wants to get bitten by a Vampire or werewolf? He writtes about what scares him and so do I.

Timothy

Thanks, Tim, for your writing about your experience.

I can relate, I believe, in that from the time I was very young, I felt I'd been born the wrong sex. That in itself was a nightmare, and one that just went on and on and...

As I five year old I cried myself to sleep night after night, praying I'd wake as a girl. It was virtually impossible for me to accomplish any of the things expected of a male child, and long before puberty, I felt like I had failed miserably at life. I was laughed at, beaten up and stoned by peers. When I read about young children committing suicide, I can understand.

My transgender desires didn't survive puberty, but my dysphoria for my male body did. I didn't know what or who I was, and it was easier to bury that in alcohol & drugs. Nightmare number 2: I ended up a confused drunken mess long before I was 21 years old. By 22, I'd sobered up, but it's taken decades to sort through the ALL the pieces and begin to reassemble who I was and am.

As for being bitten by a vampire, I suppose alcoholism comes as close to that as any experience I've had. Talk about the living dead! No, I certainly DON'T want to be bitten again, and I understand the power of writing where exorcising demons is concerned. I've kept a journal since 1978 and it's still going. Writing has been one of the most healing things I've ever done, and it was at the urging of a senior member of this site and I'm here, attempting to share my own personal experience.

Tim, thanks for sharing yours!

Best,

Greg

Greg,why have you not made more post's on our t/g slot.There are many

of us here and would like to have your input.Looking at your avatar and your name,your slipping between the crack's.Come on girl,let's get some dialogue going.Your in good company here and we all have plenty to share.

Hugs,Leona

Just Like to highlight that if anyone out there is thinking of castration solely to reduce libido, don't do it. Should try prostate milking first to see if it alleviates your problem.

Sometimes, prostate milking will be of great hlp to reduce libido and give calmness.

Just giving alternatives in case people resort to castration n regret later in life.

And if i'm wrong in any part, pls do correct me and provide feedbacks.

Thanx!

Yoli the "Nipply" here!

I thought I'd REALLY wake up so I went out to the pool for a quick skinnydip.

It's 48F here! My goosebumps have goosebumps and my nipples are so hard and pointy I could use them as engraving tools! If I was a male, I'll bet my ballsies would be somewhere up around my kidneys and my peepee would look like a spare bellybutton!

Anyway, many of you are aware of the near-rape when I was 13 years old. THAT seems to be the root of my interest in castration, but I must admit that said interest is not exclusively related to punitive castrations.

I've sorta branched out in that I am turned on by thoughts, stories, role-play, etc, re castrations for other reasons, though I'm not too happy with any involvement of minor children in so many of the stories to be found here.

Anyway, thanks to this website, I and my little coven of like-minded GFs have a place to share ideas and learn...as well as get a thrill!

Having this place to come to, as well as having an actual (voluntary) eunuch as a close friend and occasional "playmate", combine to satisfy and encourage my little kink.

I have to admit a growing interest in penectomy as well, though it seems to be more oriented toward punitive (that rape thing again) removal of the glans or maybe most of the external part, rather than complete removal. Another kink? Me? Noooooooo!

Thanks for being here!

Love to all, from your raving and roving reporter in...

BEAUTIFUL SAN ANTONIO!

Yolanda, that deranged (but totally adorable) girl.