Festival of Male
Delights (mini story)
Jacob
shaved off the last bit of hair from his groin. His hand was trembling slightly
in light of what he was about to endure but it was a sort of giddy fear,
because he among all this male relatives, had been chosen to offer up his cock
and balls for the feast tonight. Oh, there'd be other centerpieces, too, a Turkey
He
looked one last time at his naked 17 year old body. It was white, smooth,
hairless (now) and muscular. He was the male physique in its prime. His aunt
knocked on the door.
"Are
you ready sweety? Everyone's eager to swell those testicles for you."
Jacob
raked his fingers through his short cropped brown hair, took a deep breath and
steeled himself.
"I'm
just coming, Aunty Val." He opened the door. His Aunt gave his body a
quick glance and stopped at his equipment. "This will be a lovely feast.
You're testicles are already bigger than the set we bought last year, and we haven't
even kicked yours yet." She grabbed him by the arm and walked him down
stairs, through the living room and out into the back porch where a wooden rack
had be set up. A cross of planks with a metal circle all the way around,
allowing the victim to be tied up and his legs spread. Putting his manhood on
display. About fifteen people of all ages stood around and cheer at young
Jacob. This whole process was something people looked forward to all year. Val
and her sister Julie (Jacob's mother), tied the naked boy up. Then Julie
crouched before her son's groin. With a bowl between this legs and an electric
super-hot knife, Julie very carefully cut away Val's scrotum leaving his white
testicle naked and vulnerable. The scrotum she carefully removed and set it to
soak for a while. later ti would be breaded and fried as part of the dish's
presentation. Next Val took a large plastic bag and rubber banded it to his
package. This would allow everyone to kick, hit, and squeeze his nuts without
getting them dirty or bloody.
Jacob
watched all this with a sort of detached fascination and then yelled, "OK,
Common'ya'll. Give me what yur got." and smiled his brilliant white smile.
The
Gildy twins were the first to run up and punt their cousin in the nuts. Jacob
"ooofed" but didn't move. Then up came old uncle Josiah, "We're
proud of you boy, your gonna go far in life . . . WHAM" The old man
brought up his knee straight into Jacob's spuds. OOOF. Then it was Jacob's aunt
and uncle, Janet and Mike, Janet squeezed his balls and told Jacob how much she
was going to enjoy tasting them, while Mike pretended to be a boxer and made a
flurry of punches into the plastic ball-bag. Jacob's head thrashed about.
The
party continued with hors d'oeuvres and champagne being served, people paddling
around and cooling off in the pool, and from time to time kicking their young
sacrifice between he legs. The idea was to swell them until they could decently
feel the whole family for at least a taste. WHACK, SPLAT, WHAM, The other male
teens took turns between rotations playing basketball to pummel Jacob's balls
into mush and then go make out with their invited girlfriends. Jacob's own
girlfriend, Lil, spent more time kneeing his nuts than anyone else. She wanted
to make her boyfriend's package more impressive than anything the family had
ever seen or eaten. There was laughter, cavorting and highjinks combined with
people just sitting around talking and eating. An hour before dinner Val and
Julie came out from the kitchen. Val turned to Lil. "Since he's your
boyfriend, would you like to do the honors and get him hard for us?"
"Oh,
wow. Yes of course. My first taste of his dick." Lil grasped his soft
wiener and began to suck on it. A few people watched from where they sat.
Others just kept on with what they were doing. Soon Jacob was moaning and his
swollen pecker was filling Lil's pert little mouth.
"I
think that's good. Stand back, dear," Said Val. She whipped out a glowing
red-hot butcher's knife while Julie held a wooden chopping block beneath it.
Without ceremony Val brought the cauterizing blade down and WHACKed his cock
right off, still stiff and rigid with blood. Jacob half fainted, but those who
were watching clapped. The organ was brought back into the kitchen and placed
in a countertop rotisserie to cook and baste in its own juices for an hour.
They left Jacob to come back to life which he did once his little brother Brad
came and began to squeeze and twist and pop his brother's balls around in the
plastic bag. The little kid was brutal. Then the little kid squeezed and
punched the two orbs, making them swell and swell. Without the constriction of
their scrotum, Jacob's two glands were swelling to ginourmous proportions and
could easily feed the whole family, if only for a taste.
Ten
minutes before dinner time everyone went inside and took their places. The
multi-leafed table was groaning with the weight of the food upon it. Hams,
pies, roasts, root vegetables, wines, beers. But one thing was missing, Jacob
and his junk. He was out back getting ready to fry up his fries. Val was helping
him. First the plastic bag was removed and a new bag, loaded with flour,
eggwhites and panko bread crumbs was brought up to contain his dangling huevos.
Val tossed Jacob's nuts in the batter until they'd been fully coated. Sitting
on a stool just a few feet away was a home deep-fat fryer full of boiling oil.
It was just the right height for Jacob to drop his manly danglers in so that
they could cook. Jim and Ben, Jacob's father and Jacob's uncle helped to stand
over the deep-fat fryer. he looked into their eyes look for courage. This was
going to hurt. His hands were bound behind him, and he stood over the fryer
looking down at his own doom.
"You
can do it son, just think that a billion boys have stood right where you're
standing and didn't flinch from doing their duty. Now steady yourself, and drop
those bloated knackers into the oil."
Jacob
swallowed. "Yes sir." Jacob counted to three, took a deep breath and
then swiftly lowered his hugely swollen and damage balls into the boiling oil.
A scream ripped through the air as Jacob's testicles dropped to the bottom of
the bowl and began to crisp. Ben stuffed a sock into Jacob's mouth to keep down
the noise while Julie tended to her frying. She knew that once they'd risen to
the top of the oil and began to float they'd be ready. For five uncountable
minutes the hunky teenage let his testicles fry in 500 degree oil while they
were still attached to his body. It was the kind of pain that professional
torturers liked to achieve on their more delicate subjects. But Jacob was a
tough boy. He was going to stay awake throughout the process and show that he
was a man. A real man.
Finally
the two crispy glands floated to the top and with a pair of scissors cut them
free from Jacob. Ben, a former army surgeon took care of the gibbering boy,
while Val brought Julie her son's orange size testicles to her to put in the
dish of honor. First the scrotum was fried into a shallow dish, the some pieces
of lettuce were laid down on top of it, then the two breaded testicles were laid
on top of that, and then the cooked penis was laid between the two huge orbs.
The whole thing was dusted with parmesan cheese and a light sprinkling of lemon
juice with some Italian parsley for garnish.
Ten
minutes later, when he'd been cleaned up and revived, and the whole family was
at the table, basking in the subtle flickering glow of dozens of candles, a
hush fell as the now fully clothed and fully castrated Jacob carried in his
dish of honor. His boner and hushpuppies transformed into a beautiful centerpiece
for the meal. And everyone clapped. Jacob sat next to his girlfriend and
everyone began to eat. Naturally, Jacob made sure his girlfriend to got to eat
his dickhead. He'd always wanted her to get the best piece of him, so she'd
remember the taste of his dick forever.
Everyone
ate and cheered at Jacob's sacrifice, which was not only impressive but tasted
delicious. It was a good night for one and all - even for Jacob. Happy
Holidays, everyone!
