Desires

Im Jason.  I gues i have a bit of an unusual story.  It is myine. It is an interesting one. I had started my own business.  It was  hard work.  It was sucesfull. 

I saw a lot of potential in it. I had accomplished a lot in a short amount of time.  The compony waa growing.  There was reason to believe it would continue to grow and thrive.  I wa very optomistic and i had every reason to be. 

I did however have a problem.  I had a distraction. It was a comon problem for males. It was my penis.i could get so much more done if it were not for that pesky little privy member. It was a nuance at first. 

I could get so much more done.my conpony could be more sucesfull. Time is wasted because i get horny and. Would have to deal with it.so i masturbate while i should be focusing on the business.  

I was not interested in being in a romance.  I had ruled out getting married or having children.  It was not something i wanted . i had rulled it out. 

I was stil obsessed witj lust. I stil had desires. I stil fantisized. I stil neded relief. Many thought i might be gay but i was not. To me sec was like food. It was a vital exersize. It was part of my nature.not a part i particularly liked. 

I came to dislike it. At first i joked about wanting to get rid of my dick.i was not serious. It was just a thought. What i believed was a pasing one. 

I thought i had moved the thought away never to be acessed again. The thought did not go away. It lingered.  I kept thinking about it and thinking about it. 

I had never had sex with another human.i had no plan to. I waa commited to asexuality.  At least that was my goal. Jacking off did not count. I saw it that way. It was fulfiling a biological imperitive. That was all it was. I resented it but did it anyways. 

I considered getting castrated.  I could live out my life as a eunuch. That realy would not brother me. I sat on it for a while.  I kept considering  it. I gave it a lot of thought. After weeks of contemplation, i made a decision. I was going to get a penectomy! 

I went to a surgeon who performed castration. Most doctors are reluctant to perform those kind of procedures. It is an elective surgery. It is maiming.  

I had to go though physiological evaluation.  I had to have time to think about it. I had to sign trilons of wavers. I finaly got the surgeon to agree to this pricedure.

I had a couple of mounths to get prepared for the procedure. The time had come. Basicaly i would stil be male. I would stil have a male pepee but it would be artificial.  I would not be able to have relations. I was ok with that. 

I pleasured myself for the very last time before the operation. The nect day i got ready. I was admited and was preped for surgery. I was whealed to the operating room. I was not going to be the same person who was whealed out as was whealed in.  

I woke up. I was groggy and out of it. I came tu. I eventialy started to remember everything. I was eiager to see my new thing looked like. 

A nurse came im and showed me. I loved it. I had to pee sitting down.  It was a bit messy. Sometimes i leeked. 

I was able to focus. I saw a women and thought nothing. I got so much done. I loved it. My business became more and more sucesfull.  I started an of schoot business that also took off. 

I did not miss my penis.  I did not miss the distraction.  It was great. While many would not understand.many would not approve.  It is a bit extreme. It is certainly not for everyone. It was a decision that was right for me. I have no regreets. I am glad i did it. 

The end.