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Emasculation involves castration; the removal of the testicles, or penis, or both. Doesn’t that sound nice, fellas?
Yeesh.
My guess is most of the guys have already clicked off this definition in favor of reading about something a little less terrifying. If it was me, I would have moved on to “slumpbuster”.
But, back to emasculation.
I guess I can understand removing the testicles under certain circumstances. As Bob Barker reminds us, we should help control the pet population by having our pets spayed or neutered. But speaking for myself, I love my balls. Love them. I love the way they look when they’re in a woman’s mouth. I love the way they feel when they’re bouncing against a clit when I’m fucking doggy style. I love stuffing them in the asshole of a woman I’m fucking in the piledriver position. I love teabagging them into the open mouth of a fresh-faced slore.
And I’d miss them if they were gone.
Oh sure, there would be the benefit of not having to worry about getting a chick pregnant. That would be sweet. Condoms do cramp the style. But still. I love scratching my balls. It feels good. In fact, that’s what I’d miss most, if I was ever emasculated.
1. Fred was the victim of accidental emasculation when his wife experienced lockjaw while she was giving him a hum-job.
2. After his emasculation, Dean doesn’t play as much Xbox football anymore. Now he’s into quilting.
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