http://www.eunuchworld.org/view.php?storyid=15461 by Mr. Banana “Attention”, Sergeant Greene screamed. The boys’ legs snapped together, feet angled and hands to their sides. The boys had just gotten off the bus. Destination: Parris Island. John always wanted to become a Marine. His father, his grandfather and his great-grandfather were all Marines. He was proud to become the fourth generation of Marine in the Smith family. When he was sixteen, he began working out to improve his musculature, and ready him for the tough physical exercises he had to do when in bootcamp. His father knew John wanted to be like him. Sometimes, when John was in his room, father Smith would go in and shout commands at his son, ordering him to stand at attention, strip, and then began his inspection. He enjoyed watching the naked youth do sit- or push-ups, or just stand naked looking at a fixed point in the distance, as the father felt his body. “Parade rest”, the Sergeant ordered, “There are twenty of you, and I want all of you to go the barber’s barracks and get a haircut. Then, you go to the supplies barrack and get your stuff. Half an hour later, all guys were bold, except for the very short layer of hair they could keep on their heads. They all carried a backpack, clothes and shoes, which they had just received. “Ok pussies, now it is time for a physical. You will enter Dr. Lovecraft’s office one by one. Do not, I repeat, do not upset the Doctor. He can get very annoying when you do. ‘Yeah right’, John thought, ‘a crazy Doctor. What’s he gonna do, cut our balls off?’ He had to laugh at his own thought. “WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT LITTLE FUCKER,” Sergeant Greene screamed at the top of his lungs. “Nothing, Sir,’ John replied calmly. “DO YOU THINK YOU ARE SOME SORT OF SPECIAL RECRUIT WHO THINKS HE CAN JOKE AROUND HERE?” “No Sir, certainly not Sir.” “THEN OBEY MY FUCKING COMMANDS BOY, OR YOU’LL BE VERY SORRY.” The guys were waiting in the small reception area. After 40 minutes, John was next. He entered the Doctor’s office. “Ah, what’s your name boy,” Dr. Lovecraft asked. “Sir, John Smith Sir,” John replied. “All right boys, take off those civies so I can take a better look at you.” John was nervous. This was the first time he was commanded to strip. Hesitant, he started to take off shirt. “Come on boy, we haven’t got all day.” John quickly took off his shirt, revealing his broad shoulders and massive pectorals. His washboard abs were covered with a little dark fur, forming a trail leading into his trousers. Next, he took off his shoes, socks and trousers. A bulge was clearly visible in his tighty-whities. He stood in front of the Doctor’s desk wearing nothing but his underwear. “When I said to take off your clothes, I meant everything boy.” “Oh. Sir, I’m sorry Sir.” He hastily slid his underwear down to his ankles and stepped out of them. “Come and stand a little closer boy. Move your hands behind your head and spread your legs, shoulder-width. I’m going to palpate you. Don’t move. If you move, that will be seen as disobedience.” John moved a little closer and did as instructed, standing fully naked in a very revealing position. The Doctor moved his hands all over John’s chest and abs. “Very good. Very good indeed.” Next, he felt the youth’s back and butt, standing out quite a bit. “Bend over and spread’em.” John did as told. The Doctor looked into his hole and was pleased. ‘Very tight. That’ll change once he gets with the seniors,’ Dr. Lovecraft thought. “Stand back up, previous position” John was nervous when the Doctor took his penis in his hand. The Doctor slid the long, loose foreskin back and revealed the wide pink knob with it’s little piss slit. He pulled the skin tightly back behind the head and examined the penis very carefully. Then, he let go of the penis and grabbed John’s balls. “Quite heavy,” he said, as he palpated the egg-sized balls in their sack. John had thick, black pubes curling around his groin. He was quite proud of his ‘fun stick’. The length of it fascinated girls and John got laid frequently. Suddenly, Sergeant Greene entered the room and whispered something into the Doctor’s ear. John couldn’t hear it, but he saw the Doctor smile as Greene left again. “Right boy, get up on the table.” John looked to his left and saw an exam table with stirrups. He jumped on the table and put his legs into the stirrups, exposing his genitals. “Just to make sure you don’t accidentally move and ruin the exam, I will strap you to the table.” “What? Are you serious?” “Yes. In the past some people tried to move and they got hurt pretty bad. We don’t want that to happen to you do we?” “Guess not” John thought it was strange to do this, but he complied since he didn’t want to be disobedient. The Doctor strapped John’s wrists behind his head and his ankles to the stirrups. He also put a leather strap over the abdomen, preventing any movement. “Now John, there is something I want to talk about. In the past, many Marines have had infections of the glans. Mainly recruits with long foreskins have had problems. Because of this, the Sergeant has decided that al new uncircumcised male recruits should be circumcised. “What,” John yelled. “I know it is hard, but I’ll use anaesthetic, so you won’t feel a thing. Besides, the girls love a tightly circumcised penis with a pink helmet on top.” “But I’ve had my skin for all my life. I get laid frequently and I love feeling my foreskin rubbing over my head.” “I know, many do, but…” “But what? You can’t do this to me. You don’t have the right to do this to me.” “Actually, I can. Sergeant Greene has ordered me to do this. And I cannot ignore a standing order.” “No! Stop! Let me go. Order or no order, this is wrong!” “It’s not wrong, it’s preventive medicine. It’s making sure you have no troubles later.” With that being said, Dr. Lovecraft took a bandage and put it in John’s mouth, gagging him. “HHHMMMM, HHMMMMM.” He tried to yell, but the bandages were very effective. You could tell he was angry by the way he looked, but not a single word could escape his mouth. Next, the Doctor pulled the foreskin back as far as possible and disinfected the penis. A Gomco clamp was put on his penis and John’s foreskin was pulled in the device. “HHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMM.” “Oh, seems like I forgot the anaesthetic. Well, if you’re going to be a Marine, you have to be able to bite away pain anyway.” Dr. Lovecraft slices John’s foreskin away slowly while he tried to scream. After that, the Doctor removed the clamp with the sliced foreskin and held the penis firmly. He took some small scissors and excised the frenulum slowly, watching John struggle against his restraints in agony. Lastly, he stitched John’s cock back up and removed the gag, but not before giving him a little sedative to calm him down. “There we go. How do you feel?” “Uhhh, Doc. I don’t know Doc. It hurts” “It’ll hurt for a little while. But I’ll give you some topical cream to lighten the pain.” Dr. Lovecraft undid the restraints and John was free to join the rest of his squad. ================================ 30 days later ================================ “Recruit! Get inside,” Dr. Lovecraft yelled. John got inside. “What’s the problem,” Doc asked. “Well Sir, I’m having an itch, down there.” “Oh, I see. Well then, let’s take a look. Lower your pants please.” John lowered his pants and stood half naked before Dr. Lovecraft. The Doctor too John’s penis and started examining. “The circ scar surely healed nice, didn’t it?” “Yes Sir, and it does not hurt anymore, Sir.” “Good. I can see you have a slight inflammation of the glans.” “Oh God. It must of have been that chick I fucked last week. I knew something was up but didn’t think anything of it.” “Didn’t you use a condom? A good soldier like you should know how important protection is.” “No Sir, I didn’t have any with me, so we just did it without.” “Well son, get up on the table, I shall see what I can do for you.” “Thank you, Sir.” John got up and laid face-up on the examination table. “I’m just gonna strap you down a little because this next procedure might sting a little.” “Uhhh… Okay then Sir.” Dr. Lovecraft secured John’s ankles to the bottom of the table and wrists to the top. He also put a strap around John’s waist. “Now son, this infection looks bad. I don’t know if I’ll be able to save it.” “What do you mean? I can’t lose my penis. I need it” “You won’t lose your penis, son. But you will lose the glans.” The Doctor took a fresh scalpel out of it’s packaging and grasped John’s penis firmly in his hand. “Just relax, everything will be fine.” “No No, please don’t Doc, Nooooo!” John screamed as Dr. Lovecraft carefully sliced through the penis. He led his scalpel behind the coronal ridge and applied light pressure. “AAAAAHHHHHHHH,” John screamed at the top of his lungs. “Calm boy, take it easy.” The scalpel slid through the penis, severing the arteries and cutting through the urethra. Blood began rushing out of the penile shaft. Meanwhile, the cockhead was completely cut off. “AAAAAHHHHHHH, MOTHERFUCKER, YOU STUPID BITCH AAAAHHHHH!” Lovecraft slapped John’s cheek. “Watch your mouth, boy! I’m higher in rank than you and right now I’m doing surgery on your cock, so I would be careful with the things you say. John’s face was furious, but he didn’t say anything because he knew he couldn’t actually do something. “Now I’m going to stitch it up real nice.” And so, the Doctor did. He sewed up the shaft, boring the needle into the delicate tissue several times. He also rerouted the urethral opening from the tip of the shaft to the underside of the end of the penis. “There we go, all done.” He undid John’s ankles and wrists. He called for two men to put John in the sick ward, because he had passed out. Dr. Lovecraft had to go to a symposium for a week. When he got back; he learned that John got moved to another base, somewhere on the West Coast. He had a slight grin from reading John’s medical file a last time when he saw a gorgeous looking young bloke getting off the bus, ready to become a Marine.