WARNING: This story contains scenes of self-penectomy (removal of the penis). If you don’t like this, you may be best closing the document now.

WARNING 2: This story is personal in nature, and no matter how much it may stir up feelings, the acts in this story should *never* be attempted to be replicated by yourself. Self-harming in the ways described in this story can lead to serious life changing injuries at best or hospitalisation and death at its worst... Do not replicate anything in this story.

It was early November, and the darker evenings were now in full swing. The trees had dropped most of their red and orange leaves and the cold air was moving in to signal winter was just around the corner. 
Twomasks was doing what he often did this time of year; what he called a Hackathon. He would casually head down a street in the evening with his tablet, getting himself connected to insecure home routers of houses he had spotted possible targets living at, and looking for the computers that were part of its network. Once inside those he would exploit loopholes to get passwords and set them up for a remote connection he could scout later that evening.
Meanwhile, in one such house an 18-year-old bull with brown fur called Matthew sat at his computer scrolling through one of his favourite art porn sites looking for photos of guys getting their dicks cut off. Being a bull he had a reasonably muscular frame but wasn’t overly large. He preferred to keep himself fit but not bulky like he considered the stereotypes of guys of his species to be.
That also fitted in with that he was a bit of a nerd, sporting a pair of glasses, preferring to be looking up the recent endeavours of what space X and NASA were up to, than checking out what some football teams were doing at the local sports ground. 
He was sat in his gaming chair wearing a simple white t-shirt, and blue jeans which were getting uncomfortable now at the crotch sporting a tight tent as he looked over a piece of art of a Deer stag kneeling with his arms and feet tied behind him, getting his dick sliced off by a raccoon. 
He wasn’t new to the idea of penectomy. A few years ago, his best friends were a Deer called Rupert and a Lion called Dominic. It was those friends he initially had fantasised with the idea of ‘borrowing’ their dicks and taking them back home to play with. He never told them of course, but he had come up with some fantastical ideas which had knocked him over the edge countless times. It was only when he had explored these art sites and found there were others who shared the same kind of ideas that the world of art exploded into endless possibilities for late night fapping.
With his jeans now forcing his dick down towards his leg, Matthew moved his hands down from his computer and undid the button at the top of his jeans and grabbed the brass zipper, pulling it down – with the zip catching every now and then on the brass teeth. He pulled himself up a little from his chair and pulled his jeans and boxer shorts down, releasing his large 7-inch uncut dick.
He sat back down and taking his dick in his hand, he started to imagine being that raccoon. He looked at every detail of that stag’s dick, its veins, its foreskin, and wondering how sensitive that length once was for the deer and now it was nothing but that raccoon’s plaything. Even more exciting – that severed dick now in the raccoon’s possession was still mostly warm, still oozing the stag’s pre, laced with the stag’s scent just as it had been moments ago when it had been all cooped up, hidden and private, in whatever the stag had been wearing when the raccoon had caught him. 
As usual, it didn’t take Matthew any time at all to reach climax. He felt his dick throb and pulse only for his seed to shoot from the tip and coat his hand, one of the ropes managing to escape and land straight across his keyboard.
Mathew panted and flopped back in his chair. He often wondered, with people seeing him as geeky, would they ever suspect he jerked off to this stuff? Others probably thought he jerked off to star maps or something…
As the afterglow faded, he then realised he’d managed to shoot over his keyboard. He hmphed and picked up a tissue and started trying to wipe the sticky liquid from it without getting it further down the cracks between the keys. Folding the tissue into a corner so he could get down between each one and almost lifting it out before then getting a fresh one to wipe the keyboard down properly. That would do he thought.
He looked at the clock and knew he had to be up early tomorrow for work, so, he closed his browser down and switched his monitor off leaving his PC on as he tended to like to go to sleep with the sound of fans whirring.
Back at the place Twomasks had made his base for the week; an abandoned warehouse with a foreman’s office in the back corner where he had his equipment, he started to work through the data he had collected through the evening. As he did, he noted down what he could from a couple of unpromising houses which comprised of a couple of social media ids he could use another time to make contact. Then he came across Matthew’s PC. Until now he thought he’d found the target he was going to be hunting. That guy had been a cat who was into bondage, but just browsing the bull boy’s browser history he realised this was an opportunity he couldn’t afford to take. 
He dug deeper into the bull’s pc and found folders of artwork showing more of the same, and he wondered did this guy want to cut or be cut... He took notes of the usual times the bull was looking online and made his plans. He would contact the bull tomorrow. 

The following evening, Matthew had got back from work and had ordered a takeout from a local Chinese restaurant. He sat eating his chow mein and watching a mewtube video on his TV of a rocket launch, which had gone up while he was at work. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket.
He pulled his phone out and there was a message come through on Furrygram. 
‘Hey! Just looking at your favs on Furrinity, looks like we are into the same stuff, want to chat?’ Said a message coming from a guy called Seth.
Matthew knew he had his Furrygram handle listed on his Furrinity profile, so it wasn’t anything strange to sometimes get messages through. He tapped back his response “Hihi! Yeah, sure, just eating atm will be with you soon!” 
He carried on eating before seeing another message come in from ‘Seth’ which was 3 emojis; Eggplant, Scissors, Winky face.
Matthew looked and grinned at the message and finished off his food quickly so he could get back to this Seth guy.
SpaceBull [2023-11-04 9:40pm]: “Back!” 
Seth [2023-11-04 9:40pm]: “WB! In this whole thing are you a cutter or a cuttee?”
SpaceBull [2023-11-04 9:40pm]: “Cutter”  
Seth [2023-11-04 9:40pm]: “Ever done it?”
SpaceBull [2023-11-04 9:41pm]: “Nah, never got the courage to do it for real. Probably won’t. Don’t want to hurt anyone for real like”.  
Seth [2023-11-04 9:41pm]: “Yeah I’m same.”
SpaceBull [2023-11-04 9:41pm]: “But shit, imagine actually having a severed dick in your hand! Teasing and playing with it! Man, it’d be the most amazing thing ever!” 

Seth [2023-11-04 9:42pm]: “Rubbing it against your own cock or sucking on it yeah!”
SpaceBull [2023-11-04 9:42pm]: “HA! Yeah! Shit it’s a shame I can’t just find someone’s dick or something who wants to like give it to me”.
Seth [2023-11-04 9:43pm]: “Yeah, they’re far and few between them guys I guess. But hey, you have a dick? You could cut that off 😉”

A minute or two passed by. Matthew had never thought about that. He spent a minute or so processing the thought… cutting his own dick off? He looked down to the soft bulge in his jeans and then dismissed the idea.
SpaceBull [2023-11-04 9:45pm]: “Yeah no. I couldn’t jerk off anymore if I did that!” 
Seth [2023-11-04 9:45pm]: “Pfff.. never stopped this one guy I heard of. He cut his dick off and then used one of his toys to get himself to cum while he had his severed dick in his hand”
SpaceBull [2023-11-04 9:46pm]: “Heh! I guess that would work. But nah I wanna cut others, not be cut myself – but chat tomorrow huh? I got to head up to bed”
Seth [2023-11-04 9:46pm]: “No prob, night!”

Matthew sat for a moment, he wanted to close the conversation down because the idea that had been planted in his head was starting to take root. He had started to imagine his own dick in his hand… feeling as horny as hell, riding the toy he had already up in his draw. He could feel his dick getting hard now too…
He switched the tv off and grabbed a couple of tissues from a box beside it and laid back on the sofa looking up at the ceiling. ‘Shit. I’m getting horny about cutting my own dick off..’ he thought to himself thinking about it for a few more minutes before eventually settling it was ok as it was just in his mind as a kinky story… he undid his jeans and slid them down, still laying there on the sofa and he looked down his stomach at his hard eager dick, bouncing slightly to his heartbeat and he started imagining what his dick would look like cut off .. up close. 
He reached down and started to jerk himself ... closing his eyes now and imagining himself doing this to it but feeling nothing from it… thinking about the things he would do with it if it was, knowing how much he loves his dick and then suddenly it was cut from him. The idea had corrupted his mind to the point where he came almost in record time. He cried out loudly as he thrust his hips up, shooting rope after rope of seed up and over his stomach and one even hitting him over his broad nose, spattering into his mouth. 
He licked his mouth and swallowed down the salty sweet seed and then grabbed the tissues he had collected earlier and attempted to mop up the mess… ‘Going to need more tissues’ he thought. He moved off the sofa and grabbed more tissues and as the afterglow had subsided, the post cum-clarity started to return to him… Cutting his own dick off? Nah that’d be a stupid idea.
Over the next couple of weeks, ‘Seth’ and Matthew carried on with their conversations, sharing ideas and favourite images and Twomasks had other targets he could go for in the meantime while biding his time with this bull. He had even managed to get Matthew to send him over a photo of his dick fairly early in the conversations, so he knew what he was looking at getting. He knew either way, he could get this boy to cut his own off, or he could go get it himself… but playing the long game was fun for a change.
Three weeks later, Matthew had to head south on a week-long work trip that he had been put in a hotel room with a colleague. During that entire stay, he had been unable to jerk off, and ideas were washing around his head like crazy by the time he’d got home. 
He got in from his trip wearing sweatpants and a hoodie and headed straight up to his room, jumping on his bed, and giving himself a grope on his bed.  He slipped them down and his semi hard length flopped free. He looked down at it and gasped it and started teasing his foreskin, he hadn’t been this pent up in his whole life… He started to slowly roll his foreskin back and forth, watching as it did and then the idea struck.  ‘Fuck I want a severed dick. I want it so bad’ he thought and watched his foreskin rolling back and forth …. 
Going against everything he wanted to do right now – he let go of his dick as it hardened quickly to full mast at the idea now in his head… 
He reached out for his phone and messaged Seth.
SpaceBull [2023-11-30 7:28pm]: “Seth, I’m gonna do it.”
Seth [2023-11-30 7:29pm]: “Gonna do what?”
SpaceBull [2023-11-30 7:29pm]: “I’m gonna cut my dick off! Fuck I’m so horny! I need to get soft again before I can though. may take some time!”
Seth [2023-11-30 7:29pm]: “Oh shit, nice! You’re gonna love it! You still up for what we said?”
SpaceBull [2023-11-30 7:30pm]: “Yeah. You can have it when I’m done ... I’ll let you know later bbl”

Twomasks grinned at the messages he had just got. Now it was all just a matter of waiting.
Matthew put his phone down and needed something to take his mind off what he knew he wanted to do now. He thought it was best to get stuff ready while he was hard, since the moment he thinks about it he’s going to get solid as a rock again. 
He went into his draw and got out two large thick elastic bands. He then got up from his bed and pulled his sweatpants back up over his raging boner and went to go get some towels and to the kitchen to get the sharpest knife he had and brought them back up to his room.
Now he just needed to take his mind off what he was so excited to do. 
It took over an hour, but while on his bed and watching an update on one of the satellite projects he followed he realised his dick was soft… now was the time! He grabbed an elastic band and pulled down the front of his sweatpants and boxers. He twisted the elastic band round on itself so it was doubled and doubled again, pulling it as hard as he could to keep it open he fed his now already semi hard length through and pushed down to its base – and let the elastic band snap shut. 
He felt a sharp pain as the band bit into his mostly soft shaft at the base – and it had bit in so deeply he actually couldn’t see the elastic band, as his dick had folded over it.
His heart was pounding, and he could see the root of his dick getting harder and bulging but his actual dick was getting no harder… he’d done it! His dick was banded!
He switched off the video on his computer and then made sure his dick was right, pulling the foreskin forward as far as it would go. When soft or semi, he had ample foreskin, and it cloaked the head of his dick with more to spare, a floppy silky tip over hanging at the end, only a few months back he’d managed to cum just from squeezing and squishing that sensitive tip over and over... 
He now took the second elastic band and doubled it like he had the other, and then moved it carefully down his already banded dick, and more carefully set it in place just a little way up from the first band … and let it snap in.
He yelped out a little as he felt the second bite in, his dick getting a little firmer once again as the dick was constricted from a little higher up – but his dick was still semi with a little bit of foreskin overhanging the tip.
‘It’s ready.’ He thought looking down at his now banded dick. He moved his hand down and started teasing its foreskin. He moaned as he started rolling it back and forth, felt it rolling over his sensitive dick’s head... ‘maybe I should just jerk off ... and not cut It off...’ he thought 
He looked at the knife and picked it up... he was getting cold feet. If he cut his dick off now, it would be gone for ever… ‘no... ill do it tomorrow maybe’ he thought and then moved his dick slightly to see if he could get to the elastic bands… ‘shit! They’re too deep!’  he suddenly realised; this option wasn’t there. His dick’s fate was already decided… 
He looked down at his precious dick, knowing there was no turning back now… 
He then remembered he had forgotten something. He stood up and wandered across the room and reached into a draw and pulled out a tiny tube with a screw top on, filled with a clear liquid. His friend Seth had sent it over to him with some instructions if he ever wanted to use it. He wandered over to his bed but felt something hitting his thighs as he walked. He realised as he looked down it was his dick, but it had started to get a little more numb... 
He sat down and grasped it once more. It felt like he was in a dream... It wasn’t completely numb, but it was only half as sensitive as it had been before... He held the banded base and wrapped his hand round it and started to jerk it off as he had so many times before... but his dick was not going to make him cum any longer… it wasn’t sensitive enough.
‘Fuck this is so hot!!!!’ he thought to himself, but he knew he wanted to be quick about this now, he wanted his dick to be still warm when he was playing with it. 
He twisted the top off the small tube and applied the liquid to the flesh between the two bands that he’d snapped onto the base of his dick.
At first, he couldn’t feel anything, but then there was a warming sensation that started to almost feel like burning… he knew this would happen but wasn’t expecting it to feel quite so hot… after just a minute it started fading and he realised the bottom of his dick was numb, but the rest still had feeling.
He picked up the knife now and looked at it for a moment before moving it down to his dick… this was it. He put a towel under it with his other hand and then took hold of the end of his dick... starting to squish and rub at it. He moaned quietly at the sensation still coming from his most prized body part… and then as he continued to tease himself, he started drawing the knife carefully across the flesh he had numbed.
He watched as the skin parted, and the knife slowly sank in as he drew it across. He felt no pain, the numbing agent Seth had sent him worked perfectly ... instead as he sliced into his own shaft he felt tingles and numbness slowly spreading across his dick as he still teased and played with it while cutting through the flesh and nerves that had given him so much pleasure in the past... 
He felt it starting to come loose… he was lost in some kind of living fantasy. Seeing a dick coming free in front of his eyes – almost forgetting it was his for this moment as he finally sliced through the last scrap of his own dick, and it came free in his hand... 
There was a brief moment of surrealism where he looked down at the object in his hand. It was just a warm, soft weight, and it looked exactly like his own dick. But then, as he turned it to get a look at its tip, the world came back to reality once more… He had a severed dick to play with… and it was his own! 
The weirdest thing then happened, he was so horny he felt he had the hardest boner of his life as he looked at this severed dick in his hand, he instinctively reached down to grasp his length at his crotch, but there was nothing but air… it was as if his dick felt like it was there but wasn’t any more – a ghost appendage. He remembered reading about it once… 
He brought his severed member up close and rubbed his own warm, silky soft foreskin’s tip over it. He breathed in his own musk, never having ever been able to breath it in as strong as this before... ‘fuck I need to cum so bad’ he thought …
He looked down and grasped the towel and made sure he’d not got any blood on the bed. The clear liquid seemed to have done its job and numbed his shaft locally but also helped with any blood, it was all pretty clean. but odd looking at where his dick once was, and the hard bulging root behind it. 
He sat up on his bed and reached into his bed side draw and pulled out his toy. A 7-inch dragon dick. He lubed it up.
 He now laid back once more, reached round behind him and slowly started pushing his toy into him, feeling it slide deeper and deeper in… “oh ffffuck…” he said feeling it deep inside him.
His attention returned to his severed dick in his hand… he left the toy embedded in himself as he brought both hands up to hold his severed dick. He grasped the base in his left hand and the top in his right and started to jerk off his member like he had so many times before… it felt so familiar – every contour – every vein – every bit of that silky foreskin rubbing over his hand... but not a bit of feeling. 
He now pulled the foreskin back over the tip and moved it up to his mouth. 
While one hand held his severed dick to his mouth his other returned to the toy by his tail.
He opened his mouth and slowly took the tip of his foreskin into his mouth, suckling and teasing it with his tongue like he had never been able to do before… his own taste, sweet and salty filling his mouth… it was everything he had ever hoped. He pushed his severed dick further into his mouth, suckling on it, pushing his tongue now up and under the foreskin, swirling his tongue round inside, with the silky soft cloak of his foreskin on one side, and the smooth and supple flesh of what was his so sensitive head, tasting the pre oozing from its tip as he did.
He started pulling and pushing the toy behind him back and forth as he started to do the same with his severed dick in his mouth. He was giving his severed dick a blow job… it tasted so good!! 
He felt his climax building... and building… he moaned loudly around his once so precious dick in his mouth that had been with him his whole life, he kept it hidden from people, protected in his pants – now just dead meat for him to suck and toy with … 
And that was it. His climax hit harder than he had ever had in his life. Twice as hard as he had felt that first time, he had jerked off to the idea of doing exactly this… He let out a loud moan around his severed dick… his teeth clasping down a little on the meaty length he was sucking. 
Then, the eruption building in his crotch burst free. Projecting further than it had ever done before due to the constriction of the elastic band, his seed shot from the stump on his groin so hard it flew up and landed on the carpet past the end of his bed – time after time – until it slowed and threw ropes over his legs before finally subsiding. 
He pulled his severed dick from his mouth, feeling the foreskin brush past his lips on the way out and laid, panting … idly squashing his dick’s foreskin as he laid in the afterglow.
It took him a while to come round but when he did, he sat up and looked at the cooling length which had meant so much to him… Now he had got it out of his system he looked at the familiar meat in his hands and thought of all the times he had jerked off with it, the time he got it caught in his zipper... how he’d loved groping himself, but now it was here - nothing more than just a toy.
He thought for a moment and then holding the base, he swung the end of the severed member down so that it struck the corner of his bedside cabinet with a wet slap sound. He knew it would have hurt if he had tried doing this when it was attached.
He brought it up to his mouth again and gently bit down on the floppy foreskin at the end until he felt it crunch a little as his teeth bruised the delicate flesh. As he pulled it from his mouth and looked at the bruising damage he’d now done to the foreskin, he knew this was no more than just a piece of meat. 
He did wonder about doing more with it now, but he remembered he had promised he would give this to his friend Seth.
He put his severed length down on the bedside cabinet and took his phone out. He took a short video, showing it laid there, then reached down and rubbed a finger over its floppy foreskin, then with one hand – gently pulled back its foreskin showing the shiny numb head inside.  
He now opened his chat with Seth and sent the video to him.
SpaceBull [2023-11-30 10:32pm]: FILE SENT
SpaceBull [2023-11-30 10:32pm]: “Fuck… that was the most intense climax of my life! … my dick is yours now if you still want it?” 
Seth [2023-11-30 10:32pm]: “Oh that’s a nice looking piece of meat right there! Yeah, I’ll be over in half an hour – that ok?”
SpaceBull [2023-11-30 10:33pm]: “Yeah! Just got to clean up a little. See ya in 30.”
Matthew now started cleaning up, pulling his boxers and sweatpants back on. His pants felt so loose at the front now, but every now and then catching the scent from them, from where his dick had been pressed up against them on the journey back home earlier.
He now picked up his dick from the bedside cabinet and walked downstairs. Each time he had it in his hand was surprised at how heavy it felt… it had always been pretty much weightless when it was in his pants…
At just turned 11pm, there was a knock at the door. 
Matthew opened it and a raccoon in a black hoodie and black sweatpants was stood smiling at him.
“Hey there, enjoy it?” Twomasks asked.
Matthew nodded and smiled back “Yeah, biggest rush of my life...” he said. 
Twomasks now moved forward and got up close to the bull boy and ran a hand down the nerdy boy’s stomach and down to his crotch, gently groping and feeling nothing but balls and a small bunched up nub “You’re pretty cute, and yeah, definitely lighter at the front now huh?” Twomasks grinned.
Matthew moaned quietly... he’d never been so close to anyone before and getting groped so soon after him cutting his own dick off felt strange but still good. “…heh... thanks. Yeah... and…” he said stepping away and picking up his severed length from the small table by the door “My dick is yours now I guess?” he said offering it out to the raccoon
Twomasks reached out and took the bull boy’s dick from him “oh... yeah. Looks even yummier in real life” he said – bringing it up to nose at its floppy foreskin and then starting to tease it with his fingers. 
Matthew blushed watching someone else playing with his former manhood … “heh...” was all he could say.
Twomasks now rolled the foreskin back to have a look at the head inside and rubbed a finger over the underside of it, knowing how sensitive it had once been from their conversations… Then rolled it back and put his prize into his pocket. “Ok, I guess ill see ya round!”  
Matthew nodded “Yeah!  ... erm … enjoy my dick I guess!” he said as he watched the raccoon head off down the garden path and he closed the door.
It was all quiet in the house, and he stood there for a moment... his dick was gone. He brought his phone out from his sweatpants pocket and brought up the video he’d taken of his dick on the bedside cabinet and felt his dick root firming up again … “time to go lube up that dragon I think.” he said to himself heading back upstairs.