Deidre's Grill

I watch as Deidre puts my sliced testicles on skewers over the smoldering hot coals of mesquite wood. It's pretty surrealistic getting castrated and watching someone barbecue your testicles. Probably even stranger getting aroused by it. Oh it's so hot watching her brush barbecue sauce on what used to be my balls then pour seasonings on them. As I sip from my glass of wine I think of how sexy it's going to be to watch her eat them.

"Ah listen to that sizzle. These prairie oysters are going to be so delicious. Are you sure you don't want any?"

I'm tempted, as they cook they smell delicious. However I've been a vegetarian for the past three years and---and what? It's not like they came from a defenseless animal. They came from me. Fuck it. You only live once.

"You know what? Maybe I will have a tiny bite just to see what they taste like."

"That's the spirit."

I get up from the bench and stand by her side with my arms aound her waiste as she turns them over to grill the other side. I watch as they cook. They not only smell delicious they look it too.

"Can I put my hand down your pants? I wanna see what your new tasticles feel like."

"Okay."

I unbuckle my belt and unbutton my jeans then I pull them down just enough to expose my package. She looks at my exposed genitals before putting her hand on my scrotum and gently fondling my testicles.

"Oh these are so nice. Your new virgin tasticles. The first time they've been touched by another's hand. Never been kissed or kicked. "

The combination of her gentle touch and the softness of the skin of her hand, divine. My breath gets quicker as she continues to play with my new balls. She's right. They are virgin. I haven't even had my first cum with them. Ohh what she's doing too me with her hand. She really knows how to handle me, both with harsh pain and gentle pleasure.

"Oh Deidre----Deidre."

She removes her hand from my scrotum and places her index finger to my lips.

"Ssshhh Samantha. Dinner is almost ready."