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Brad

Brad lay there in the hay for a while trying to think through the events of
the previous night and how he was going to proceed. He didn't know how long
he had slept and although it was still dark outside he realised the sun
would probably be rising fairly soon. "I'd better get home whilst it's
still dark", he thought to himself, "or somebody is bound to ask questions
about my near naked state."

He stood up and eased the now cut-down jeans into place over his tender and
aching cock. The shortened legs only just fully hid his flayed manhood.
With care he descended the stairs to the ground floor and made his way
outside to the bicycle that he had hidden around the back. Every move that
he made caused the bare glans and the raw shaft to rub on the rough
material of his Levis. Brad had never before tried wearing no underclothes,
and in any case his foreskin had always shielded his knob from contact with
clothing, so the sensations were all completely new to him.

Cycling home was really strange. The pedals dug into Brad's bare feet and
the saddle seemed to be constantly attacking his penis. As he rode, he
could see the tip of his knob showing out of the leg of the trousers. The
whole journey was one of exquisite pain, combined with pleasure, such as
the lad had never before dreamt of, let alone experienced. The rhythmic
movement of his legs stimulated his super-sensitive glans, sending highly
pleasurable signals to his inner being and causing his penis to start to
erect. As it erected, however, the denuded shaft was stretched; renewing
all the pain of his flaying the night before. This immediately caused the
erection to subside and the pain to cease. The pattern of alternating
pleasure and pain repeated itself over and over as he rode, serving only to
concentrate all of Brad's thoughts onto his penis.

The journey seemed to take forever, but fortunately there was nobody else
on the road to witness the boy's humiliation. The dawn was just beginning
to break as Brad turned into the lane which led to his home. He parked his
bike in the yard and slipped noiselessly through the back door and up to
his room. Thank goodness his father hadn't caught him. Brad knew that his
father was resolutely opposed to Circumcision. Before his mother died two
years back, Brad had learnt that she had tried to get him Circumcised at
birth but his father had forbidden it.
Each year at the school medicals the doctor had spent a lot of time
examining his youthful genitals and Brad had always been given a letter to
take home to his parents. Brad never knew what was in that letter until
last year. Each time the letter arrived his father and mother used to have
an argument, but nothing more seemed to come of it. Last year Brad had seen
his father throw the letter into the trash as soon as he had read it. Brad
recovered the letter when his father wasn't looking and took it up to his
room to read. It was on school health service notepaper and read.

"Dear Mr. Cunningham,

"During the annual medical examination at school of your son Bradley, it
was noticed that he is still uncircumcised at the age of 15. He has an
unusually long foreskin which is likely to cause him trouble in later life,
despite being able to be fully retracted now.

"By retaining his foreskin, your son is exposed to all the medical risks
associated with a long foreskin, which include phimosis, paraphimosis,
balanitis and non-specific urethritis. Additionally, as one of an extremely
small minority of uncircumcised boys in a Circumcised society, he is likely
to suffer psychological trauma as a consequence of being different from all
his friends and colleagues at school, college and work.

"It is the opinion of the school medical service that Bradley should be
Circumcised without delay and we ask only that you return the accompanying
consent form so that we may Circumcise him next week when we again visit
the school. All the costs of the operation will be absorbed by the National
Health Service and you will not be required to make any payments.

"The Circumcision will be performed under a local anaesthetic by a fully
qualified and highly experienced surgeon using the most up to date
techniques. The operation is quick and painless and healing will be
complete in about three weeks. During this time your son's studies will not
be interrupted and he will be able to continue all normal activities with
the exception of sports and cycling.

"Please sign the consent form and return it tomorrow so that the necessary
arrangements can be made.

"Yours faithfully,

"Dr. John R. Brown Jr., MD
"Senior School Medical Officer"

Brad could only assume that his mother had wanted him to have the
Circumcision at school whilst his father opposed it - hence the arguments.
Well, his father had gotten his own way - until last night that was! Brad
had often wondered why he was one of only two boys in the class to have
skin over the end of his dick. He had secretly wanted to be like his
friends, but at the same time liked the feel of sliding that skin up and
down over the rim of his knob. Never had he ever dreamt of undergoing a
Circumcision the way it had happened last night. Brad knew his father would
be furious and hoped he would never find out that he'd been cut - and even
more importantly how and why it had been done.

A bandage from the family medical box placed around his denuded prick gave
Brad some relief from the rubbing that it had received. He tried wearing a
jock strap as usual but found it pressed too tightly on his tender penis.
Thank goodness he had a pair of loose briefs to wear under his boxers. Thus
attired he slid into bed and fell asleep.

It was turned 10 o'clock when he re-awoke. His father had gone off to work
oblivious to the fact that his son was lying shaven and shorn in the next
room. Brad took a shower to remove the caked on blood. The intense pains he
had felt for the first five or six hours after the cutting had ceased and
the remaining dull throb was quite bearable. Brad dressed and hid his
shaved head with a baseball hat. It was fortunate that school was out for a
two week break. He wouldn't have to explain to all his friends how he lost
his hair.

The phone rang whilst he was eating breakfast, but Brad decided to ignore
it and pretend he wasn't at home. He couldn't face being asked out by one
of his friends and having to give excuses for not going. He'd been brought
up to be truthful in everything and found it very difficult to tell a lie,
even to protect his family and friends.

Ignoring the phone was a mistake though. About half an hour later his sex
buddy from the earlier part of the previous evening - Ron Price - arrived
to find out why he'd not answered the phone, and what had happened the
previous evening after he'd left. If Brad had answered the phone he could
have pretended he wasn't well or something, but now he found himself in an
awkward position. Should he tell Ron a total cock and bull story and risk
his learning the truth later; or should he tell him the basic story but
leave out how he'd been discovered and humiliated? Brad didn't want to tell
anyone just yet about his Circumcision, but if he said nothing then Ron was
going to want sex with him and he'd soon find out. Oh what a mess he'd got
himself into!

Brad decided there was nothing for it but to swear his sex buddy to
absolute secrecy and tell him the whole story. He got two cans of beer from
the ice box and poured out the whole tale in vivid detail whilst Ron sat
listening, wide-eyed with incredulity. When Brad came to the point where
the boys were made to kneel with candles in their bums Ron roared with
laughter. Brad also noticed that Ron's jeans were beginning to tent out in
the front. By the time that the re-opening of Mark Formby's original
Circumcision scar was described, Ron was erect.
"Come on then", cried Ron as Brad finished his narration, "let's see the
damage!" With that he snatched the baseball hat to expose Brad's shaven
head. There was no escape for Brad so he peeled off his T-shirt and jeans
as his fuck buddy desired. "For heavens sake don't touch my dick", he said
as he lowered his boxers. "It's still very sore and I'm not going to be
able to wank or fuck with it for weeks."

Ron stared intently at the denuded shaft and the glistening head, comparing
them mentally with his own Circumcised fuck pole which was so obviously
tenting out his jeans. Brad saw the effect on Ron and deftly unzipped him
to expose his rampant prick. Brad had seen Ron's penis many times before
and knew that he had been Circumcised when he was about to start school, at
5 years old, but didn't remember anything more about the operation. The
head of Ron's penis was much larger than Brad's and the rim flared out to
nearly twice the size nearer the tip. Ron had no loose skin when erect, and
very little when flaccid. The Circumcision had left a fairly smooth brown
scar about 2" back from the groove behind Ron's knob. The area between the
groove and the scar was a reddish pink, like Ron's knob, and of a
considerably different texture from the main shaft skin. Underneath there
was just a hint of the frenulum that had formerly joined Ron's glans to the
shaft."What about underneath?" asked Ron. Brad carefully lifted up his
penis by its head so that Ron could see the tender spot where his frenulum
had been so completely excised. "Heck!" exclaimed Ron. "They really did cut
you back didn't they!" "Yea", replied his friend, "but I wonder what they'd
have done to you if you'd been with me still?" "I suppose they could have
skinned my shaft like yours and re-cut the underneath." said Ron. "I'm glad
you've joined the ranks of the Circumcised, but I feel sorry for the way it
was done to you."

The two boys decided to remain naked for the rest of the day, since that
was the most comfortable situation for Brad, and only dressed again about
an hour before Brad's father was due home from work.

Slowly, over the period of the school holiday, Brad's hair grew again to
the point where he no longer needed to keep the baseball cap on all the
time. His penis gradually healed too, but it wasn't half hell when he got
an erection! Eventually the holiday ended and the boys had to return to
school. "What will the other boy's think when they see me in the showers?"
wondered Brad. "How will Mark Formby treat me now that I know the secret
about his membership of The Mysteries?"

Brad didn't have long to wait to find out. Mark was just coming out of the
senior boys' study room when Brad rushed past on his way to a mid-morning
history lesson for which he was late. "You know you shouldn't be running in
the corridors don't you?" said Mark as he stopped the younger boy. Brad
looked sheepishly at the ground and mumbled an apology. Mark continued,
"You'd better come and see me in the Head Boy's office when school finishes
this afternoon."
It was with some trepidation that Brad knocked on the office door when
classes ended for the day. "Come in," called Mark, "and lock the door
behind you." Brad did as he was told and stood in front of Mark's desk
wondering what would happen next. "You realise I could cane you for running
in the corridor?" Mark asked him. "Yes, Mark", he replied, "but I'm
terribly sorry I nearly bumped into you this morning." "That's not the
point. It was the running itself which deserves punishment. However, I'm
not going to cane you as long as you do what I want now." "What's that?",
enquired Brad; who nevertheless suspected just what Mark had in mind. "I
want first to examine your penis to see the results of the Circumcision we
gave you for spying on us at the initiation ceremony. Don't try going all
modest; remember I've already seen you completely naked once."

Brad complied and stripped naked as Mark desired. Mark studied the denuded
penis and saw how the shaft had healed very tight and with a clear line
around it almost at the base. In front of the Circumcision line Brad's
glans and denuded shaft were a pinkish brown colour, in stark contrast to
the almost jet black of the rest of his body. As he handled Brad's cock it
became erect. "I can see that you like what's being done to you. Would I be
right in thinking that you went to the barn with a another boy to fuck about
together?"

Brad silently nodded agreement. Mark continued, "I've seen you and Ron
Price exchanging glances and secret smiles on lots of occasions, so I
thought there must be something very deep going on between you. It was Ron
who was with you that night, wasn't it?"

Brad didn't want to betray his fuck buddy's confidence, but Mark Formby
more or less knew anyway so he confirmed Mark's suspicions. "In that case,
you'll be no stranger to what I want to do next with you", said Mark "Lie
on the desk on your back with your legs over the end."
Brad, knowing full well what was to follow, did as he was told. He had
often fantasized about fucking with Mark, but he hadn't dare even hope that
Mark was gay, let alone that he'd want to fuck a younger boy. Mark stood at
Brad's feet, with his back to him, and undressed. Brad desperately wanted
to examine the results of Mark's re-circumcision but all he could see were
Mark's tight buns, golden hair and powerful swimmer's shoulders. Mark spun
round and lifted Brad's legs swiftly up over his own shoulders, making it
impossible for Brad to see the Circumcision he would so shortly have inside
himself.

Mark reached round and took a tube of lube from his drawer and quickly
coated his penis before rapidly thrusting it deep into Brad's anus. Ron had
always taken things slower and Brad really felt his muscle ring being
stretched as Mark's larger cock was rammed into him. Mark's technique was
different from Ron's, despite them both having been Circumcised. Ron took
fast, short strokes but Mark's stroke was long with the outward stroke
taken very slowly and the inward one very fast.

Time and again Mark's knob rammed hard against the pleasure button deep
inside Brad's ravaged rectum. Each time, Brad jumped with the combined pain
and pleasure. Each time, Brad's own denuded penis became stiffer and
stiffer - stretching the oh so recently healed wound to its limits.

When Ron had first fucked him, Brad had found it very painful - but
extremely enjoyable none the less. This time the pain was many times
greater since Mark's cock was longer and fatter than Ron's, and it was
being rammed in harder. The accompanying pleasure however soon took Brad to
the point of no return and as Mark released wave after wave of hot teenage
cum into Brad's inner recesses so Brad poured his own love juices out in
spurt after spurt onto his belly and all up his chest.

Eventually Mark stopped pumping into Brad and slowly withdrew his love
pole. He dropped Brad's legs off his shoulders and walked round to Brad's
head where he made him suck the last drops off his now drooping rod. "OK",
Mark eventually said, "You can now examine close up what they did to me
when I was initiated into The Mysteries."

Brad looked at the scar on Mark's chest where the priest had dug the
sacrificial knife into him and then took his senior's penis into his hands
and carefully examined the dark scar line which he'd watched being
re-opened. Right in the centre on the top was a small triangle of extra
scar where they'd nicked the skin to stop it healing smoothly. Underneath
there was no sign of any frenulum, but that hadn't been touched in the
initiations so Mark must have had it removed previously. "You were already
well Circumcised, weren't you?" Brad enquired, "and you'd had your cord
here removed. Was that done during your original Circumcision?" "Yes. I was
born in Vienna, Austria where Circumcision is rarely done and only moved to
this country when I was 8 years old. When I came to this school I hadn't
been Circumcised and all the other kids used to make fun of my elephant's
trunk of a foreskin. You must know what it's like since you still had yours
until a few weeks back. Anyway, the school doctor sent this note home to my
parents but they didn't do anything about it in the first year. The second
year I started into puberty and my skin got tighter so that I could only
pull it back when I wasn't erect. When the doctor saw that he wrote a very
strong letter to my parents saying that I must be Circumcised immediately.
My father sent me to myroom to strip, then he and my mum both came in. He
tested it for himself whilst my mother looked on. It was so very
embarrassing! Having satisfied himself that I really couldn't retract after
erection my father signed the consent and took it straight round to the
school that night. "About a week later I was summoned to the headmaster's
office. He took me along to the medical room where there were two other men
in white coats. One was Dr. Brown - the school doctor who'd examined me -
and the other was introduced as the surgeon. They said they were going to
Circumcise me and took me into the next room where there was a padded
couch. The headmaster came in too and I was told to strip completely and
lie on the couch. "The two doctors strapped me down to the couch. A small
table was moved up to the side of the couch and I could see that it had
several instruments on it. One of the doctors took a swab from the table
and rubbed a vile smelling yellow liquid all over my penis and scrotum
(including inside my foreskin), and the tops of my legs and my stomach. He
then took a syringe and stuck it into the base of my penis. It hurt quite a
bit as the needle went in, and as the first lot of anaesthetic liquid was
injected. The needle was pulled out and then pushed in again somewhere
else. I didn't feel anything this time, nor when it was put in a third
time. I just felt it when they gave me the fourth injection into the head
of my penis underneath just by the frenulum.

"They left me for a bit, while the anaesthetic took full effect. When they
returned the two doctors were wearing gloves and masks. They pinched my
foreskin and glans with forceps to check that I was completely numb. The
surgeon then took a scalpel and made a small nick in my shaft skin. The
headmaster looked at it and said something to the school doctor, who then
pulled the skin forwards as far as it would go. This pulled the nick almost
to the front of my knob. I heard the school doctor say, 'That is not going
to be tight enough. We can take a lot more off this one.' The other doctor
then marked another nick just behind where the rim of my glans showed
through the outstretched foreskin.

"The surgeon put a sort of scissors clamp along the top of my foreskin. One
blade was inside and the other outside the skin. They left this there for
several minutes and when they took it off I could see a deeply serrated
area all up the top of my foreskin. The surgeon then cut along this area
until he was nearly at the mark he had made across my shaft (which was now
lying almost half way back down the shaft). The two flaps of foreskin were
folded back and the blood started to ooze out. I nearly fainted when I saw
the blood, but just managed to carry on watching. I wanted to see all they
were doing to me, it was fascinating to know that you were undergoing
something you'd wanted for a couple of years and which would change you
physically for life.

"They then put some sort of metal bell thing over my knob and pulled the
skin up over it. A metal plate with a hole in it was put over the bell and
then a sort of hook part was tucked under an arm at the top of the bell. A
nut was done up at the far end of the arm after they'd pulled the skin
through the hole in the big plate until the second nick just showed.

"Once the nut had been tightened fully, the surgeon just ran his scalpel
around the front of the plate and the next thing I knew was that the whole
contraption had come off leaving my penis looking a bloody mess. The
headmaster separated the bits of the device, which I now know is called a
Gomco Clamp, and held up my severed foreskin for me to see. Meanwhile, the
doctors were clamping bleeding veins and then they stitched up the cut
edges. The surgeon then turned my penis over and sliced out the whole of my
frenulum, replacing it with two more stitches.

"I thought that they had finished, but the headmaster said, 'What about his
meatus? Will it take any enlarging?' The school doctor looked at the tip of
my knob and the next thing I knew was that a scalpel had been placed into
my piss slit and it was being cut both up and down. The anaesthetic was
either beginning to wear off, or never had reached that part, because I now
felt an intense pain as they cut me there. Four stitches were put in to
keep the bits apart. The whole penis was then coated with some sort of
powder and bandaged up. They gave me another injection, into my thigh, to
numb the pain and I was told to dress again.

"The last injection stopped me from feeling any pain for about six hours,
but sitting at home that evening my penis hurt like hell. I couldn't sleep
that night with the pain, but next morning it had subsided to a deep
throbbing. The pain reduced quickly over the next three days and I was left
with discomfort rather than actual pain. Gradually the wounds healed and
the discomfort reduced until about two and a half weeks after my
Circumcision it had healed completely. One could, of course, tell that the
Circumcision was new since the knob was still very soft and ultra-sensitive
and the new scar line was still very red. It took about three months before
the scar became just a dark line and the knob lost all its moist softness.

"For the first three weeks I had to report daily to the headmaster for him
to see how my Circumcision was healing. Then until the skin had hardened I
had to see him every Monday afternoon. I'm sure he likes to see well
Circumcised teenage boys, and he's probably gay too.

"At the time I wondered why I'd so wanted to be Circumcised, and why my
parents had signed the consent, if it was going to be so painful to be
Circumcised. Now I have no regrets about having had it done. I even enjoyed
having the old scar sliced open at the initiation, and the feelings as it
healed again. I think all boys should HAVE to be Circumcised, preferably in
their teens when they can fully appreciate the exquisite pleasures that go
with the intense pains of it. The final result is always a joy to behold."

Brad had been fascinated by Mark's account of his school Circumcision and
especially the enlarging of his meatus. He took the older boy's knob
between his fingers and looked intently at the piss slit which gaped so
wide open as he fingered the glans.

"Have you told anyone about me and The Mysteries?" enquired Mark.

"Only Ron Price", Brad said, "I had to tell him everything whilst
explaining how I came to be shaved and skinned. But I swore him to
secrecy." "You had better remind him of that fact tonight", said Mark, "We
don't want the whole school to know what went on do we? Oh, and by the way,
I want to see both of you here after school tomorrow - understand?"

Brad nodded agreement and Mark told him to dress and cut along home. He
went straight to Ron's house since he knew that his buddy's parents would
both be out. They got a couple of beers from the ice box and went up to
Ron's bedroom. There, whilst having the second fuck of the afternoon, Brad
again swore Ron to secrecy and then told him all that had happened in
Mark's office.

The next day both boys reported to Mark after school as instructed. They
were again both sworn to total secrecy and then Mark fucked both the boys
rigid whilst they sucked one another off. Thus started a new, and highly
pleasurable, friendship between the three of them which still lasts to this
day - long after all three had left school.

Although neither Brad nor Ron was tempted to join The Mysteries they are
both eternally grateful to the Bretheren for having been the instrument
which brought them together with Mark.