Sorry to bother you but I really need some help. My throbbing cock is really bothering me.” Steve said as he dropped his pants, letting his erect manhood spring upright and free to his working stepmother. 

“Really Steve? I took care of that pesky thing this morning, I’m busy. Surely it can wait.” Francine replied with a tinge of annoyance in her voice. 

“Uh uh, I need relief bad. I can’t focus on anything but my cock and balls until you make me orgasm and ejaculate.” Steve replied while bobbing his erect penis in what he thought might be an enticing manner. 

Francine sighed “oh alright, bring that frivolous thing over here. Who knows what trouble you’d get into with that erection left unattended.” 

“Yes, thanks a bunch!” Steve said happily as he practically bounced over to His step mother, thrusting out his erection towards her as he came to a stop next to her. He looked up at her eagerly and expectedly as he did so. Francine just rolled her eyes as she reached for his erection. He let out a moan of pleasure as her hand wrapped around his flesh with a loose fist and began lightly pumping his shaft. She set her pen down and began gently kneading his testicles with her other hand. Steve moaned louder at her increased touch creating wonderful sensations within him. Her hands, stroked, twisted, and kneaded his manhood, causing his knees to buckle slightly as he approached his most desired orgasm. 

Truthfully, he only needed relief because of his stepmothers big breasts. His biggest wish in the world was to have sex with her. She was a stunning woman, piercing blue eyes with a thin trimmed figure, wide full hips, a toned ass, flowing long blonde hair, as well as big, full, perky breasts that drove Steve wild. He’d always wanted to know just how big. When he walked by her room and noticed a bra on her bed, he checked the size and saw 36DDD, his manhood instantly sprung to attention and gave him the intense urge to cum that he now needed relief from so desperately. A shiver of pleasure brought his mind back to the present and he knew it wasn’t going to be long before he came, between his mother’s wonderful cleavage or her incredible touch, it was imminent. 

Eyes locked on her breasts bulging out of her dress, Steve said “I’m so close can I finish on your breasts?” He was so turned on by them he had to take a chance and ask.

Francine lifted his head up so he was looking her in the eyes and replied with a slight chuckle “no sweetie, you’re going to finish in my tea cup so I can go make some when you’re done. Now go ahead and finish up.”

“Oh, okay.” Steve responded a bit crestfallen at not getting to use her incredible breasts to cum. Francine then squeezed his balls just right, in time with her strokes, to make Steve erupt in orgasmic pleasure. He shot rope after rope of semen into her cup, groaning in immense pleasure as he did so. He thought Francine preferred her drinks with his semen in it, something that would ensure she kept pleasuring him for years to come. 

“There you go, get it all out. Do you feel better dear?” Francine asked warmly after he had finished ejaculating. 

“Y-yes loads better, t-thank you.” Steve replied still a bit dazed from the immense pleasure he just received. 

“Good. Just have better timing next time as to not interrupt me.” She said in response

“I-I will.” He replied “I’m the luckiest boy on the planet, a super model caliber women stroking me off whenever I need it. Hopefully I can convince her to use more than just her hands in the future. My manhood and I will definitely be seeing Francine very soon.” He thought to himself happily as he gathered his pants to leave.

The next morning his cock rose seemed to rise with the sun, Steve knew it couldn’t wait. He needed relief bad and knew he needed to find Francine. Much to his dismay, she had left for work early. He groaned in frustration as he realized his day was going to be much harder, literally and figuratively. 

At the realty office, Francine was having a conversation with one of her coworkers about their sons. 

“I wish I could’ve got my paperwork done yesterday, but Steve kept needing me to masturbate him so much, I didn’t finish. It’s like there’s no off switch, he just constantly needs to cum. He doesn’t even hide how much enjoyment he gets out of it.” Francine sighed to Denise 

“Don’t forget, its not about pleasure but necessity. Once my son started abusing the privilege, I knew it was time for another method. I remember when my son  needed me to jerk him off sometimes 5 times a day. I knew there had to be a better way, once I did some research I found castration and penectomy could give him total relief from his lusts and urges. He hated the idea of giving up the old way of relief at first, but after a lot of back and forth he relented. I may have had to cloud his judgement a little with these.” She hefted her breasts for emphasis and giggled a little as she concluded. 

“You mean you just got rid of it? I never thought of that as an option. And your saying he won’t keep pawing and leering at my breasts all the time, as well as not needing to orgasm and ejaculate anymore?” Francine asked a bit excited at this new option she didn’t know was available. 

“Oh yeah, he’ll plead and cry some before harvesting, but after a couple of weeks go by he wont miss orgasming and ejaculating. Another bonus was I could finally walk around the house topless. Of course Derrick was irked that I didn’t do that when he was still an intact male, but I told him I wanted to wait until it wouldn’t cause any arousing tents in his pants.” Denise replied with a smile. 

“Wow, I thought I was going to have to start using my mouth, breasts, and pussy to start relieving him since it was getting so frequent. I’m glad you showed me another way from all that. Now the both of us will be free from those tiresomely frequent erections.” Replied Francine, clearly buzzing due to the information she just learned. She couldn’t wait to reveal her new solution to Steve. 

Steve was sitting on the couch pitching a huge tent in his pants when his stepmother walked in the door. She strolled into the room, breasts jiggling delightfully. 

“Francine, I need some help. Bad.” Steve said as he slid his shorts down revealing his erect, throbbing manhood. 

“I’m glad you brought this problem to my attention right now. You see I have a solution to your boner problem that I think will benefit is both in the long run. Plus you won’t be needing to orgasm and ejaculate afterwards.” Francine said smiling.

“W-what kind of solution? Can’t we just keep doing it the normal way?” He asked nervously for her response and a bit mournfully at the fact their superb arrangement might be changing. 

“At first I was thinking of using my breasts, mouth, and pussy to alleviate you since you’ve been so in need all the time. Fortunately, my coworker told me about another way that takes boys with overstimulated urges and tames them, permanently.” She replied with an indecipherable expression. 

“But I love the way you suggested, I think it would feel even better than how we do it now. Even though the current way makes my manhood feel really good. Your hands just feel nice on my genitals.” He replied blushing slightly 

“Not a chance, this arrangement was never about your sexual pleasure, but about medical necessity. I’m no longer going to be masturbating you or anything else stimulating to your genitals for relief. That way was clearly not working since you’ve  needed my help a ridiculous amount of times each day. You let your manhood take over your brain and I’m going to free you from it with a full penectomy and castration. That will take away your need to cum as well as your need to constantly ogle my breasts. Francine responded a little irked as he had been staring at her cleavage plenty since she’d arrived. 

“What? No please don’t take my cock and balls! I’ve had so much fun with my manhood, let me keep enjoying it please!” Steve begged 

“Now Steve, I know you’re rather fond of your manhood, but you’ve had it long enough. I’ve been taking care of your erections for years, making you orgasm and ejaculate multiple times a day. It’s time for those days to come to an end and a new chapter to begin for you. This will be a good thing long term, you’ll see that. Francine said to him almost sweetly. 

“No I don’t want to give it up. You masturbating me felt so good, I’ll never get to feel how much better sex feels if you remove it. Please don’t take it from me!” He pleaded with tears in his eyes. 

“Steve there’s more to life than sexual pleasure. I’ve made my decision, your manhood is going to be removed at the end of the week. That is final.” Francine said to him sternly. 

“Bu-but, but” was all Steve could muster as Francine left the room. Taking all his dreams of future pleasure with her. 

Steve awoke the next day hard as a rock once more, knowing he only had a few days left as a fully functioning male, he  must make them count. He sauntered into Francines room ready for some of the last moments of her magic hands pleasuring his cock and balls. Unfortunately for Steve, as he dropped his trousers, he was about to be reminded his stepmother had a very different idea of how he should spend his last day’s as a fully intact male. 

Francine looked at his erection through narrowed eyes. “There is to be no more orgasming and ejaculating from that cock and balls. These final days you will not cum to make your genitals ready for harvest.” She finished sternly as she pulled up his pants trapping his boner, much to his dismay. 

“Please, these are my last days as a fully functioning male. Can’t we do it the normal way until the ceremony?” He pleaded. 

“I think you’ve had enough relief via the normal way for one lifetime. Besides I want to use those big meatballs for spaghetti and it won’t taste as good if they aren’t full. After all there’s no sense in your manhood going to waste.” She said giggling a bit as she squeezed his balls once for significance. “Now go on and find something to take your mind off that silly thing.” Francine said as she gave him a hug, squishing her big breasts into him. He just whimpered and looked at her with pleading eyes. His cock stood on end and throbbed even more after the nice hug, if he didn’t figure out something soon this would be the hardest few days of his life. 

Steve was just two days from the ceremony and was going crazy in need of relief. Between his stepmother’s low cut blouses for work and the beautiful girls in class, he couldn’t focus on anything other than his need to cum. One girl in particular always got his attention, Ashley was tall with thick, curly, dark hair, dark brown eyes, huge, full, perky breasts, wide hips, and a truly glorious ass. She always seemed to wear tight, low cut tank tops that really emphasized her wonderful breasts. Normally, Steve could keep himself under control but due to his circumstances, he was having a very hard time not staring at her breasts. As she walked passed his desk, breasts bouncing delightfully, his cock instantly got hard. Steve adjusted his trousers finding them uncomfortably tight, hoping Francine would take pity on him when she got home. 

Steve walked into the living room and dropped his pants, letting his manhood spring erect and free towards his step mother. “Please can you take care of my erection, I was having such a rough time in class today. It was very distracting.” He begged

“Was it that Ashley, the busty girl distracting you again?” Francine asked 

“Yes, her breasts are very nice. I get hard when she walks past me. My pants get really tight.” He admitted shamefaced  

“I can tell how much you like them.” Francine replied as she eyed the growing tent in his pants critically. “Even still, you are not to cum before the ceremony, I need your balls full. It’s not like the old way of making you orgasm and ejaculate was working anyway, you still needed relief all the time. Besides, in two days you’ll no longer get hard when Ashley walks past you, so I would advise you to enjoy the feeling while it’s still there. At least you won’t have to worry about your pants getting too tight around her or myself anymore either.” She spoke to him with a warm smile, kissed him on the forehead, and left Steve and his aching manhood all by himself, with no hope of relief. 

Unfortunately for Steve, the day of the ceremony had arrived. Francine instructed him to shower and wash up his manhood. Just soaping it up caused him to become aroused. He got caught up in the thoughts of arousal and dreams of blowjobs and tit fucks he would never receive. Francine quickly came into the bathroom. She pulled back the curtain, eyes instantly looking at his throbbing manhood. She looked stunning wearing a tight, low cut tank top and booty shorts. The sight caused Steve’s manhood to throb even harder. 

“Well Steve, it seems as though your nice and ready. The last thing I’m going to need before we begin is a taste test.” Francine said casually. 

“A taste test? You mean you’re going to suck-“ he started to reply before Francine cut him off. 

“Turn and face me.” She instructed, which Steve did happily, letting his manhood jut out in his stepmothers face. Yes these look very nice, she hefted and squeezed his gonads. The pain of abstinence both sharpening and alleviating at her touch. 

Steve eagerly looked down at his stepmothers mouth incredibly close to his eager, straining, member in anticipation. Suddenly Francine stood up saying it wasn’t going to work, leaving him momentarily crestfallen. 

“This will be easier if I just get in with you.” She concluded

To Steve’s shock and delight, Francine quickly dropped her shorts, exposing her tight pussy and toned ass. She then took off her top revealing her big, perky, breasts in all their glory. Steve thought his brain was going to short circuit at the sight. Francine stepped into the shower, twirling letting the water run over every curvy inch of her body. Steve couldn’t take his eyes of her naked form. 

“You know Steve, we’ve never showered together because of my belief you couldn’t control yourself around my breasts due to that thing of yours. Seeing how you can’t look me in the eye, I’d say I was right in that assumption.” She said gesturing you his erect cock and full balls. “Once that manhood of yours is removed today, we’ll be able to shower together every day from now on. That’s something to look forward to isn’t it?” She remarked with a reassuring smile. 

Steve grumbled a noncommittal response. His mind was quickly distracted as Francine got on her knees, breasts jiggling delightfully and grabbed his manhood. 

“Now hold still Steve while I get a taste of you.” She cooed to him, then she enveloped his cock with her mouth. Tongue, flicking and swirling around his cock head, hands kneading his swollen testicles. Steve was in heaven, feeling sensations he’d never felt before. His hips bucked and he let out a small gasp. 

“Easy Steve, I still haven’t said you can cum yet.” Warned Francine. 

“Huh?” Was all he could muster as he thought his orgasm was immanent.

Francine then took his testicles in her mouth, one at a time, sucking them gently.  “Wow Steve, maybe I should’ve been doing this with you the whole time.” Francine declared with a smirk. She then deep throated his cock, licking the top of his balls with her tongue as she did so. 

“Oh f-fuck, I ca-can’t hold it much longer.”  He panted. 

Francine came up for air and warned “oh you better not!” 

Steve was bewildered as he thought she needed a taste test, which meant him getting the best orgasm of his life by cumming in her mouth. It seemed like a win win when she stepped into the shower. Just another couple of seconds, he knew. 

“Oh I’m gonna cum so hard!” He yelled out in anticipation of the immense orgasmic pleasure due to follow. 

Unfortunately, as he spoke the amazing sensations on his manhood ceased right away. He was so close to orgasming and ejaculating a little bead of semen bubbled up at the tip of his cock. Francine dabbed it up with her finger and popped it in her mouth. 

“You’re ready Steve. Your manhood is prepared. Now get ready and meet me in the kitchen.” She instructed as she shut off the water. 

“No please! It was going to be the best orgasm of my life. Can’t I cum just once more before it’s gone forever?” He pleaded, eyes still locked on her breasts, body spazzing with unfulfilled need.  

“Steve quit whining. I said I only needed a taste test. That doesn’t involve you needing to orgasm and ejaculate all over my clean tub.” Francine replied sternly as she got out of the shower, dried herself off, and much to Steve’s disenchantment, put her clothes back on, covering her wonderful body. 

“Gah...” was all he could muster. Steve was left once again with a hard on and no way of relief. He was realizing she was serious when she said he wouldn’t finish again. 

He walked into the kitchen feeling very uneasy. A large pot filled with sauce bubbled on the stove. There was a cutting board out and a very large knife, along with Francine wearing her signature low cut pink dress. Her breasts looked fabulous, only fueling Steve’s boner. 

“Put your manhood on the cutting board Steve. It’s time to relieve you.” Francine instructed. He placed his most precious parts on the board, trembling in fear. 

“Do you mean you’ll make me cum one last time? It would feel ever so good.” He asked hope blossoming in his chest. 

“No silly. That way of bringing you relief is over.” Francine giggled. “I’m talking about the new way. Just a few more moments and you’ll have permanent relief from those irritating erections.” She spoke to him. So that was that, his days of orgasming and ejaculating really were over, he was not to get the final orgasm he so desperately craved. 

“Now hold still so I can get a clean cut.” Francine said sternly. Steve looked back at her with teary eyes. 
“Now now, don’t get all sad. This is a good thing. You’ll see in time that this was the best solution to your erection problem we could’ve found. No more of me spending hours a day stroking and fondling your manhood until you orgasm and ejaculate all over. You’ll never have to do that again, it’ll save you so much time and allow you to focus on other things.” Francine said happily. As she said this last, she bent down and gave the tip of his cock one last sloppy, wet kiss. This caused a final shiver of pleasure to go up Steve’s spine, as he could only look to her with pleading eyes. Alas, Francine was unmoved. She brought the knife down fast and hard, severing his genitals from his body. In one quick motion, Steve’s time as a fully functioning male was over. He cried hard as she took his gonads and dropped them in the sauce, signifying there would be no reattaching of his manhood. 

She put his penis in a bag and placed it in the fridge. “I have a special surprise for your cock.” She said to him smiling. Thank you so much for your cooperation Steve, you’ve been so helpful.  

Steve just sat in his room the rest of the day crying. He didn’t even come out when dinner was ready. Even though his mother seemed to be enjoying her spaghetti and  “meatballs” very much, due to her moans of happiness while eating. This just made Steve sob harder. Francine decided to let him rest and get used to the newfound freedom of not being a slave to his urges. 

True to her word, Steve and Francine were going to shower together daily. Although, Steve would’ve enjoyed the daily showers far more, had the situation that placed him here not occurred, the total loss of his manhood. The first shower, Steve had enjoyed more than anything ever. Now after the loss of his manhood, he was sadly indifferent to the formerly wonderful view before him. 

Class seemed just as bad. Ashley sauntered past his desk in her most low cut tank top ever, breasts bouncing madly. Just a few days ago he would’ve got hard as a rock when she walked past him, now he sadly felt nothing between his legs. Never again would he get hard when Ashley walked past him. Steve wiped away a few tears as he realized he better get used to his life, a new life permanently robbed of sexual pleasure.

Once he got home, Francine had a box waiting on the table. 

“I know you’ve been having a hard time adjusting to your new way of relief, so I thought I could cheer you up. You said you had wanted to have intercourse with me, I figured now was a good time to try that and make you feel better.” She said with a smile. 

“But you took my manhood, how am I supposed to fuck now?” He asked devastated and irked that she would ask him now, after he could no longer get pleasure. 

“This is the surprise I had for you.” She said opening the box revealing a pink dildo the exact length of his former cock. “I had your cock made into a strap on so you can fuck me every night. I was worried if I let you when your manhood was still attached that you would only focus on your own pleasure. Now we don’t have to worry about that.” Francine continued happily. 

Steve eyes began to water as Francine attached the strap on to him. He couldn’t believe she took his cock away and all the pleasure it could feel, just to give it back to him to fuck her with after it was just another piece of plastic. Steve did get his wish to fuck Francine, he should’ve been more careful of what he wished for.