Brokeball Mountain - Original Version

Here is the original story that was my inspiration for Brokeball Mountain:

Taming of a young cowboy

An original story by Missing

How Jack trained his apprentice cowboy, then tamed him so they could see out the winter. 

A young man from the city had answered an advertisement for a job out west helping a rancher to muster and brand the calves before winter, he had thought it would be a six month adventure before he went to college, he didn’t realise how right he would turn out to be. The ad had asked for fit adventurous young men who had just completed school, and who would be prepared to remain at the ranch over autumn and winter and were prepared to rough it and camp out in the wilds with other cowboys in the cattle camps. He had filled out the extensive application form and had sent a photo of himself as the ad had requested, he was delighted when he received a letter a few weeks later informing him that he had got the job, the letter also contained complete travel instruction on how to get to the ranch. 

When he had finally arrived at the ranch he found he was one of six new chums helping out with the muster, they were all his own age about eighteen or nineteen and were all excited to have been selected for the job, which would require them to camp out in the mountains over winter in rough cabins. The next day fitted out with their own gear they were taken out to the base camp where the cattle would be mustered and calves branded before the mob would be broken up into smaller groups and dispersed into the mountains to see out the winter in the valleys and passes where the winter snows and frosts would not be so severe. At the base camp were six more experienced cowboys, the new younger cowboys were made buddies to one of the more experienced men to teach them the ropes, and they would remain partners together camping out over winter in pairs. The young man was buddied to the youngest of the experienced cow hands only a few years older then himself his name was Jack, they hit it off immediately, Jack taught him how to ride a horse and a million other things to do with been a cowboy. Over the next week they were busy mustering the cattle and bringing them into the yards and smaller paddocks, it was hard work but he enjoyed the challenges and been in the outdoors. Then when all the cattle had been bought together they started to draft off the calves separating them from their mothers, the cows were drenched and then released, and the calves were kept in the yards for branding. The young man was then taught how rope and throw the young calves, when he had seen the first calf thrown down on its side, he and another young cowboy were instructed on how to grip one of its legs firmly while with their booted feet pressed against the hock of the calves other leg they could hold its legs widely apart, while another cowboy squatted on the beasts shoulders, it now could not move or get up. He watched as Jack leant over the bull calf with a device like a pair of pliers and quickly stretched a green rubber band over its scrotum, he watched as Jack quickly felt for and pushed its testicles down into the pouch below the band before releasing in onto the calf’s sack. He was shocked when Jack then took the small knife he had been holding between his teeth and cut open the young bull’s scrotum quickly finding and cutting out each of its immature blue grey testicles. The calf was bellowing and struggling and they had to use all their strength to hold it, he then took the branding iron and pressed it against its rump the calf gave another pitiful bellow and kick before they finally let it up. That night he asked Jack why he had done it and did it hurt the calf as much as it looked, Jack explained to him that they castrated all the young bull calves as it quietened them and stopped them from fighting as they got older, it also stopped them from attempting to service the young heifers in the spring, Jack explained how it was not as painful as it looked and that it was good for the young bulls to be castrated and that they soon got over it. Over the next week they had branded and castrated hundreds of young calves, Jack taught him how to brand and then how to castrate the young bulls, and when the young city dweller cut out his first set of testicles he was pleased with himself and he had to admit it, it had been exciting and arousing giving him an erection that his denims could not conceal, Jack noticed the bulge in his pants and smiling reached out and gave the growing bulge a gentle squeeze saying “you enjoyed that did you, your quite a bull yourself you know, perhaps nutting would be good for you too” he laughed. The young man was embarrassed and pretended to ignore the jibe and it was soon forgotten as they continued the routine of work, it was the end of the second week before they had completed the branding of the calves and the herds were ready to be taken into the mountains for winter. 

It was decided that they would have a day off and a celebration before they would split up and take the cattle into the mountains, each herd would be watched over by an experienced hand assisted by one of the young cowboys. The party went late into the night and everyone had too much to drink as this would be the last opportunity to party they would have till spring. When he awoke in the morning he was in the old hut nice and warm under his blankets, he could hear the fire crackling and as he laid there contemplating getting up he suddenly realised his feet were bound together and his wrist were bound in front of him. He looked to the group around the fire where the six older hands stood, he could see Jack standing there in earnest discussion with another hand, he yelled out to him to come and help him get free, the six of them turned as one to look at him and one of them said “oh, they are waking up at last for their big day”. The young man struggled to be free wondering why friend Jack would not come to his assistance, his head was aching from a hangover and he needed to get outside to relieve himself as his bladder was full and he had a piss horn he needed to get rid of. The six older hands were busy moving the solid old oak table around to the window where the morning sunlight was flooding threw, half an hour past before all the young men were awake and calling out to be set free, when they discovered they too were bound hand and foot. It was a few minutes more before the men were ready, and then he heard Jack say they were ready for the first one, two of the men came over to the blanket wrapped bundles and lifting the first boy up dragged him naked to the table by the fire and window, he was eighteen and had a perfect well muscled adolescent body, he had a mans eight inch rock hard erection standing up almost vertically against his wash board abs and his large sack hung free and swung between his legs as he was dragged onto the table. The six older men quickly cut him free and easily held him down as his wrist were secured to the table legs, then two of them grasped his ankles in one hand and bending his legs at the knee they put their other hand on the young mans knees and stretched his legs wide apart. The youths buddy then came forward and just like he was castrating a bull calf he quickly stretched a green rubber band and holding it against the boys scrotum he pulled as much of his sack threw as he could, then making sure the youths testicles were down in his sack below the rubber band he released it onto him. The youth struggled and he heard him blubbering pleading to his captors to be released and not to geld him, then he was grunting as the knife was doing its work, the men laughed as the boy shot white cum as his stones were hacked out. Each of the young cowboys in turn was dragged to the table banded and then castrated with a knife, each would struggle, scream out and finally grunting shoot thick white cream onto his wash board belly. 

Finally it was the young mans turn, and they came for him, and as they pulled the blankets off him he realised he was naked like the others, obviously they had all been stripped before they had bound their hands and feet. As they dragged him towards the table the youth was aware that he still had a raging nine inch erection held almost vertically against his belly, and as he was dragged onto the table one of the men grinning said to Jack “you picked a good one here Jack, look at the size of his cock” Jack just smiled and said “yeh he really is a well hung young man isn’t he, well not for long, I am going to enjoy cutting this young bull”. The young mans wrists were secured to the table legs and then he felt his knees been pulled apart, no matter how hard he tried to keep them together, he pleaded to Jack, “Jack please don’t do this to me, why are you doing this, don’t castrate me I want to keep my balls” as Jack reached out and began to fondle his heavy young bulls sack with a warm hand he said to him, “do you know why we always castrate young cowboys like you early in the morning?, NO, well its because when you wake up with a nice big hard piss horn like this” and his fingers ran up down the youths huge pulsating cock, “ your scrotum is always nice and soft and hanging low and loose, which makes it easier for us band you and then cut these big bull balls out, you know why I am doing this to you, it will make you quieter and it will stop you from using this big weapon on the heifers in the spring, I told you once before that nutting would be good for you, didn’t I”. As the young man felt the green rubber band and felt his sack been pulled threw it, he knew he would soon be banded just like he had banded the bull calves, he also knew Jack was going to castrate him, just like he had castrated the bull calves, at least Jack was experienced and would have no difficulties in cutting him properly he thought. He kicked and bucked as the band snapped onto him and he felt the ring bight into his sack, Jack laughed and said, “my you are a well hung young bull aren’t you, that day when I felt your bulge I knew you had a decent set, still we will soon cut these big agates out for you and you will be better off for your castration, when we go up into those mountains for the winter there is only going to be one set of balls in our cabin and there not going to be yours boy”. Jack then picked up and opened his small razor sharp pocket knife, they all knew he would use it to castrate the young man and as the boy felt Jack maneuvering his balls and bag into position for the knife cut that would open his sack and free his stones so they could be cut out, he gave one last struggle in an attempt to escape and save his stones, it was a useless effort and they held him easily, “that’s it boy try to save these big nuts, look at your cock its pulsating and leaking precum and drooling strings from its head, you know this is for the best, you know you will be better of once you are nutted”, with that the boy felt the knife point pushed into his sack, then felt it slicing it open right down the centre line just like Jack had taught him to do to the calves. The youth tossed his head back and his back arched as he grunted and began to orgasm, it was so intense, the most intense he had ever felt, and as his heavy pulsating cock shot thick cream shot into the air and left lines of cum along his ribbed stomach, Jack commented “that’s it empty those big balls for me, we need to empty you young bulls of your semen, yeh, I am just going to cut off your left ball now” the young man felt a wave of nausea and a gut wrenching pain as Jack cut threw the cord to his first testicle. A few seconds later he felt the same wave of pain as Jack cut free his second testicle, he had been castrated like a young bull, and he wanted to vomit from the pain. He now new Jack had been wrong, it was certainly as painful as it looked to be castrated like a bull, in fact he thought it feels worse than it looked. “All done” said Jack “you’re a young steer now, I did a perfect castration on you, your bag was perfect and your testicles were just hanging there waiting for me to take them. You will heal well, and you wont even miss those big balls by spring, you were better and easier to cut than a bull calf I can tell you, there is nothing like cutting out the big mature testicles of a young man who knows what you are doing to him, it excited me watching you struggle as I cut out your big nuts, I got aroused just like you did that day when you cut your first calf”. The young man looked down and could see Jacks huge curved erection standing out clearly beneath his denims; yes he has enjoyed cutting open the man sack between my thighs and stealing my testicles he thought, and I don’t want to think what he is going to do with that curve when we are alone in the mountains. 

When the last youth had grunted and shot out his load, and his bag had been emptied, the older men made a pot of coffee and breakfasted on the fresh prairie oysters, provided by the teenage boys, roasted over the coals of the fire. 

They were allowed to rest and recover for a day or two before each of the young men was taken up into the mountains by his castrator to a secluded cabin, where he could recover and regain his strength. Jack left the cabin each morning to check on the cattle and would return about lunch time to care for his newly castrated cowboy, he reported the bull calves were recovering well, and he would tend to the boy cleaning and drying the stump each day, the stump where his manhood had hung in a sack until Jack had removed them with a knife. Twelve days after the operation Jack was bathing him, when he noticed the boys cock begin to stir and swell, he now knew he was close to been healed, with a soapy palm he grasped the boys good sized cock and began to stroke it, it quickly came up big and as hard as a steel bar, he stroked the boy in long slow strokes and the boy began to moan, Jack said to him “yes you enjoy my soapy hand on your hard young cock don’t you, yes that’s it enjoy the pleasure your master is giving you, you are going to be my eunuch slave from now on and once the testosterone has left your body and your cock no longer gets hard you will serve me in the bed, until then enjoy the pleasure your master gives you as he empties the last of your semen” with that the boy grunted and shot a good load of cum, it was a little thinner and clearer than it had been two weeks before. 

The young eunuch new his life had been changed forever, he also knew he was now the property of the handsome young man who had castrated him, he also knew he would serve him loyally and that soon he would be mounted by him and he would feel Jacks big curved cock thrusting into him and feel him shudder as his pulsating cock shot cum and emptied those big bull balls into him. He was already beginning to accept his castration and that Jack had probably been right, he probably was better off for having lost his nuts, after all there can only be one Bull in a paddock and Jack was the larger and better hung Bull. He needed to be a steer and he knew he would eventually thank Jack for what he had done, cutting the younger bull.