"Hey Garth? Come here, kiddo." Jasper said with such a proud smile on his face. He was sitting on a single-person couch in the living room, looking straight into the doorway that led into the hall. Seeing that his little gshep/husky mix pup had finished with his shower, and was now brushing his fur as he walked down the hall to his room.

Jasper had taken notice of a particular little thing about his 12 year old little athlete. A fact that wasnt there when the pup had stripped in front of him before he ran said shower for the little guy.

Garth was half distracted, both with brushing himself, and with the idle thoughts going through his head having been left to his own business. So he turned his head when he heard someone speak to him, but hadnt overly caught what exactly had been said. He was just looking at his daddy with a rather cute and innocently little 'blep' face. His little tongue is slightly visible from his mouth.

"W..what?" He asked, a bit shy.

"Come here." Jasper repeated and pat his knee to emphasize what he wanted.

Garth now suddenly gulped as a few different things moved through his head. Had his daddy got a call about something at archery practice? Did he forget to do a chore? Was there someone here and he needed to cover up? All those things ran through the little pup's head, even if there wasnt anything actually wrong. There was just that natural and instinctive feeling that when your parent suddenly wanted you when you're butt naked like this, that it was for something bad.

"Am I…. In trouble..?" He asked, sounding a bit worried.

"In trouble? No, you're not in trouble. Why would you be?" Hearing his pup ask if he was being called because there was something wrong made Jasper wonder if his pup knew something he didnt.

"Um… no.. Uh… c..could I get dressed first, daddy?" Garth said, again rather embarrassed. He wasnt sure why… he had been 'balls out' around his dad regularly. Even his dad elected to not wear pants at all. But Garth was still worried there might be someone here, even if there wasnt. Or worse… someone might see his 'no no's' through the window.

"Come here." Jasper pat his knee just slightly harder. But his voice took on a playful tone, showing that he wasnt mad about anything. "I just want to see my handsome little athlete after a good day at practice."

Garth suddenly blushed really hard when he heard his dad talk to him like that. Jasper never really talked to him like that, it was usually girls that did. And always relatives at that. "Daaaadd…" Garth huffed out a rather annoyed and embarrassed little whine.

"What? Dont tell me you're suddenly too big to enjoy cuddles now. I never got my 'finally home' cuddles that you usually give me after practice. Come here kiddo." Instead of hitting his knee, Jasper instead reached his arms out in Garth's direction and did the 'grabby hands' motion. Signalling that he wanted his little pup to come over so he could pick him up for a hug.

Garth always liked hugs. That wasnt the issue he had, and wasnt why he was embarrassed. He just didnt want his dad calling him handsome. He

had come to hate being called that, simply because of the relatives thing. But as such, he silently started padding over towards his dad. Not a towel in sight or even anything to hide his modesty.

And once again, the glaring 'issue' for why Jasper had initially called him over had once again showed itself. Though the innocently little 12 year old pup was completely unaware in the slightest. There, between his muscular and well toned little legs, his masculinity hung low.

Now, that might not be anything to scoff about normally. Unless you happened to be a pervert or something. But Jasper had a reason for looking at his pup that way. Namely that his pup officially had his balls drop. And there now was a certain pride that welled up within the werewolf. Watching his son walk over and his balls are plapping around between his damp thighs for the first time ever.

It might have been a very stupid thing to feel pride over. But boys will be boys… and the fact that that was his son, he just couldnt help it. It was almost the equivalent to your kid's first bike ride without training wheels.

Garth was becoming a man. And Jasper had the privilege of witnessing the first stages. As little as something like balls hanging was…

Jasper reached up and put his hands under Garth's arms so he could pick him up and put his legs over his own. "Aaaarrrrggg. My big boy. You're getting heavy." He played as if he had to struggle to pick up his little shepsky. But in reality, his little 110 lbs pup was nothing to what his werewolf strength could pick up.

Garth just quietly and happily shifted position so he could bear hug his dad. His stubby little tail wagging like crazy. "Oh my big boy." Jasper sighed out happily and hugged him back, nuzzling his neck and rubbing his back all at the same time. He always loved cuddle time with Garth. There was no greater time than spending a quiet evening hugging the most favorite pup in the world.

"Did you have a good day today, buddy" Jasper asked as he rubbed his fingers through Garth's back fur. The fur pile there was still straight, as it always became after a bath. Losing its natural curls that he always loved. Though, as he kept running his fingers through that one spot, they did start to reform.

"It was good. It was really hot today." Garth replied. Just happily laying on his dad's chest now. Fully content where he was, having closed his eyes as well.

"Yah.. Its been pretty bad."

"Our coach let us practice inside though." "Yah?"
"Yah~" Garth said with a relaxed sigh. He was so content that he could even fall asleep right there. A nice cool shower and now his daddy was rubbing his back.. That was certainly the dream.. Especially after the day he had. "But I chose to do my agility stuff outside after we finished practice. Coach says its better to work out in the heat than the cool."

"Yah.. Just as long as you stay hydrated…" Jasper chimed in, sounding just a tad bit worried and wanting to be sure his pup knew about that.

"Yes sir. I made sure to drink plenty. Coach even got mad at me because I peed on his flowers when I thought he had turned away." Garth giggled a bit as he openly admitted that. Not thinking about whether his dad would also get mad at him.

"You're not showing your… you know.. You 'peaches' to anyone when you're there, right?" Jasper looked down at his pup as he said that. Who was still laying his head on his chest with closed eyes. Though, when that question was asked, Garth did lift up his head and look a bit confused. "When you go pee, do you-"

"-- I tuck it through the front of my shorts." Garth interrupted and replied quickly with the answer his dad was looking for.

"Good. Good." Jasper smiled. "We dont need anyone to see your 'peaches' there."

"Nobody sees my peaches but you, dad." Garth said with a rather playful and innocent little tone of voice. Still sitting up from when he asked the question before that started this tangent.

"Good. Cause they are really big and hard to miss. I saw them when you were walking to me. You're becoming such a big boy." Jasper smiled and reached over to lightly boop Garth's nose as he said that. And the poor little pup once again found himself blushing hard. Now his dad was talking about his balls. "Daaaad…" he once again whined out.

"What? They are." Jasper giggled again acting as if talking about this was nothing to him in the typical dad fashion. "You're growing into quite the young man now buddy. A young man that I'm super proud of." He said with a smile.

Garth was still blushing hard, but when he heard his dad say he was proud of him, he just couldn't help but light up.

"You've got an archery tournament coming up in about a month and everything." He moved and hand back behind Garth's back and gave him a few pats and rubs to emphasize the point that he was proud of his son. "You arnt the same timid little puppy that I took in at 6 years old anymore."

Garth had indeed come a long way from where he had started. Having escaped his abusive father that was the reason for his stubby tail, among so many other thing for the poor little guy. Garth didnt trust anyone when he started out. He didnt even want to be alone in a room without Jasper there. Jasper of course being the first door that the pup knocked on frenetically. Jasper was his first trust, and now his adoptive father for the last 5, almost 6 years.

"You're gonna be there to watch me… right..?" Garth asked as he suddenly became very nervous, lowering his ears just a bit.

"Buddy, I wouldn't miss it for the world." He pulled his pup back into the close little hug that they had going before. Jasper leaning in to plant a kiss right on that little head tuft of his little pup like he always did.
That sent that stubby little tail in a wagging fit once again.

"You're my big boy Garth. And you'll always be my little puppy. No matter how big you get." Jasper told him lovingly as he pulled away from that kiss and went back to nuzzling.

"And no matter how big my peaches get…" Garth asked as he intended to be silly. Deciding to bring up the comment Jasper had made about his balls earlier back in, just cause he thought it was funny.

"Yes. No matter how big your peaches get, you'll always be my little puppy." He had to push himself to say that and humor his little pup. Because that innocent little child humor might have thought it was funny, but as an adult, Jasper hadnt. But he planted yet another kiss on his little pup for good measure.

He might not have found it funny, but his pup's idle little joke there did remind him of an earlier thought he had. "But you know Garth…. Since you're becoming a big boy now, theres gonna be stuff we're gonna have to start talking about.."

Garth wasnt sure if he liked the tone of voice that his dad took on when he said that. And once again he sat up from laying on Jasper's chest to look his daddy in the eyes. "What do you mean..?" Asked the pup.

"Well big boy.." Jasper actually struggled a bit to think of a way to say this next part. Having not thought of a way to accurately explain what he had ment to his little pre-teen pup. He didnt exactly think of that when he mentioned having stuff to talk about. Cause he didnt think Garth would ask like right now.

"	You remember that thing we talked about when you were 8?" He
asked after quite a long pause to gather his thoughts.

"When I was 8?" Garth asked, confused. Tilting his head rather cutily. He tried to think back to what his dad might have been referring to.

Jasper slowly looked down at his little prepubescent shepsky's body, his eyes going until just a little ways between his own masculinity and Garths met. Garth's sheath and balls were laying against his own and he hadnt noticed, almost innocently so. Garth certainly didnt know, and definitely didnt know that such a thing might not be 'right'.

His pup was still way too young to know about modesty. And admittedly, he hadnt exactly been a good example in teaching his pup to keep his own manhood to himself. Garth was now in that ripe old age to begin his self discovery. And he would be needing to know so many things about the still immature little breeding organs that rested so innocently over his much bigger ones.

Then, as if to cleave all of those 'worried parent' bells and whistles, the sudden 'task at hand' hit him right in the feels. Garth was never going to get to do any of that 'self discovery' the way he was thinking about it, because he was gonna get neutered.

Its strange, really… almost hypocritically so. Jasper was always, and had always been a big talker about pediatric neutering. He himself was responsible for so many neuter drives, and had pulled the prepubescent testicles from countless kitties and pups for so many years. And now here he is, feeling like there was a spike being driven through his own gut at the realization that his pup was next up.

Garth might not have come from his own nuts…. But in every sense, every fashion, every fiber of his being, Garth was his son. And there would never be a doubt in his mind that he was his son. And he had convinced SO many fathers to neuter their own spawn. He couldnt honestly be thinking about letting his own walk away and avoid that fate… right..?

"Dad?" Garth asked, even more confused than he was before since Jasper had gone quiet. "You okay?"

Jasper shook his head the way a dog would do to shake off. "Yah… I'm sorry… I was just thinking about something.."

"Thanking about what..?" Garth asked, having forgotten the question from before already.

Jasper just sighed. He had to bring it up, no matter how much it hurt. 'During his pup's first milestone as a man of all times to do this… Might as well just shave his first pubic fur while we're at it…' He fought with the voice inside his head for just a second. "Garth… do you remember at 8 years old…. When I told you about.. Neutering..?" He visibly and audibly swallowed before he said the word 'neuter'.

"New…tering?" Garth looked at him with a bit of confusion and then his eyes almost perked up. "You mean that thing that I watched you do at work?"

"Yah…" He still had to fight himself to bring up this subject. "You remember why I told you it was important… right?"

"Y…yah.." Garth responded as the gears turned in his head. "Lillith was 12 when you did it… does that mean… because im 12… Is that why you're asking me that..?" The little shepsky looked up at his dad for guidance. "Is that why I went with you..?"

Jasper gulped a bit in hesitation. Part of him was trying to get ready for any backlash or fits his pup might throw at him. "Yah buddy.. I tried to show you that its something normal that every little boy goes through… so that you would be ready for yours…" Jasper finally let it out.
Revealing the truth to his little pup.

Garth looked down a bit when his dad told him that he was gonna get neutered. Unsure really what to think at first. So many thoughts flowed through his head now. But fear or panic were far from what he felt. "Is that why you've been calling me your 'big boy' this whole time..?" He looked back up once he finished thinking.

Jasper curled his toes just a bit. Still trying to brace for a storm off or an otherwise upset pup. "No buddy. Thats not why." He reassured him. "You are a big boy, there is no doubt about that. And I'm still just as proud of you as ever. When I was telling you that I'm proud of all the accomplishments you've made, that was all true. You are my big boy.
And I love you a lot." Jasper smiled warmly and carefully tried to pet his pup's back.

He expected Garth to push his hand away, but no such reaction came. And he was able to pet his back. There were so many more curls there now. The shepsky was almost all dry now.

"...But there comes a time when every little boy becomes a man.." Jasper said lightly. "And that time comes when your balls drop.." Now he revealed why this all started. Garth's balls hanging low from the shower. That realization made the little pre-teen pup reflexively move both his paws down to cover and protect his little masculinity.

That made Jasper lower his ears. Feeling as if he broke the news too soon. "Garth.." He said softly with a bit of a worried tone.

There was silence

"Please say something.." Jasper whimpered.

The pup's tail had stopped in its place from the idle and subconscious wagging it had been doing this whole time. Which only made Jasper feel like he messed up.

"Garth… come on my handsome little puppy…" he tried to reach up and put a paw on his back again, but this time it got that jerking reaction. To which Jasper now audibly whined. "Come on buddy… dont be like that… you remember why it needs to be done. Now how about how it feels… hm?" He asked to try and get his pup to remember how Lillith took his neuter.

"It didnt hurt him one bit. And he was done in under 5 minutes." He put on a bit of a lighter tone of voice as he tried to get through his son. "It took him longer to get his shorts down then it did to get his peaches out…" That part might not have helped in the way he had thought it would, though.

"Come on Garth… you know its for your own good…" he looked at Garth's reaction. The pup was looking away from him now. Still holding his own balls for protection. "You know its because daddy loves you that it gets done… you remember how many kisses Lillith got from his daddy when you walked him into the lobby?"

That seemed to get a reaction through the little pup. Remembering how much happiness and how proud that dad was for his pup taking his neuter well cut through some of his nervousness.

"But you… still have yours…" Garth said in almost a whisper.

"W..what..?" Jasper couldnt quite hear him, and once again tried to put a paw on his back and lean his head in. Garth didnt protest the paw on his back this time.

"But you still have yours, daddy. Your peaches. Why do mine have to go in a napkin while yours are still between your legs..?" The pup asked with such confusion. Though his words contained no hostile or aggressive tones.

Jasper had heard that be asked of him countless times. And even Garth had asked him before when he took him to work. "Garth. My balls have whats called a vasectomy."

"Yah.. It keeps you from making babies… but why cant I get that?" Garth quickly chimed in as he turned his head to look at his dad with sad eyes.

"Buddy… I never said you couldnt get that." He tried to pull him towards him and get back on 'hugging terms' with his son. And he wasnt denied that. Garth quickly sank back into Jasper's chest for comfort. "I never said you couldnt get a vasectomy like me, big guy. The only reason that I think little boys like you should get them in a napkin and thrown in the trash are because they are small right now." He told him softly and firmly. Being fully serious so that his son could understand everything he was saying.

"Look at yours and then look at mine.." He carefully turned him around so that he would be able to see his own balls versus his puppy ones.
Now, admittedly, Garth had quite the sizable masculinity for a 12 year old. I mean… nothing abnormally sized… but it was far from subpar.

Garth had a half inch thick fuzzy sheath, about 3 inches long. And two big and healthy little prepubescent balls, just slightly smaller than walnuts. His curly little brown fur stretched over his scrotum. Jasper did always love the way his curls came in there. Something about that was adorable to him. But Garth's sheath had the cream yellow-white of his belly fur. And that lacked curls. Only Garth's brown coat contained curls, not any of his cream.

Meanwhile, over at Jasper's assets. His sheath was far bigger. His sheath was about 2 inches thick, covered in the gray fur of his outer coat. As was the case with his balls. None of his assets shared his white underbelly coat. His balls were the size of Grade A chicken eggs that you can buy at the store.

"Yours would come out way easier from a tiny little opening like I make, little buddy. Thats why I take them out of little boys your age, instead of

leaving them in and just giving them a vasectomy. They can come out easier when you're young. So you should just get them fully out." He explained to him as he looked into his eyes with such care.

"If you really want a vasectomy kiddo, I'll give you one. But I would like to take them out like all the other boys…" He made his own opinion known, but left the position open for Garth to decide what he wants himself. Garth looked away once again as he started thinking about his choices.

"If I…. Choose a vasectomy…. Will you… not be proud of me anymore..?" Garth asked in a way that practically made Jasper's heart ache.

"Oh buddy. No no… its not like that.." He strengthened his little grip he had around his pup in their hug position. Even though Garth was still facing outward from in. "I could never not be proud of you, kiddo. I am your daddy… and I will always love you no matter what." Jasper started to lick the back of Garth's neck a bit subconsciously. Such an act was how canines, especially wolves, showed love for each other.

Garth once again fell silent as he moved into thought. But Jasper couldnt see that he had closed his eyes and started to enjoy the licks. "Will I have to…. Go to the clinic..?" He finally spoke up after a bit.

Jasper stopped licking and pulled his tongue in. "No buddy. Its so quick and easy, I could do you right there on the kitchen table. And you wouldnt have to deal with anyone watching you or worry about any nurses walking in." He explained to his little cub that was still turned

away from him. His neck that had previously been dry was now damp with Jasper's saliva.

"Daddy can have you vasectomied in no time at all, big guy." He said and then gave him a few more neck licks. "Is that what you want?" He gave him a chance to answer.

Again, with Garth facing away from him, he couldnt see that the little prepubescent pup was biting his lower lip. But even if he could see, its not like he would know if it was because of the licks he was getting, or because he was thinking hard. Granted, he was asking his 12 year old son how he wanted his balls ruined. So there was a lot to think about for the little guy.

After a few moments of silence, Garth then shook his head no. But didnt give any verbal response.

"No?" Jasper asked with a bit of a confused tone. "'No' you dont want a vasectomy, or 'No' you dont want anything cut?" He wasnt going to berate his little pup if he didnt want anything cut… he couldnt blame him. But it would just mean he has more convincing to do. Because unfortunately for Garth, it was gonna happen whether he wanted it or not.

Garth then lifted up a single finger, giving his little non-verbal answer like that.

"No you don't want a vasectomy…?" Jasper asked that one again, figuring that single finger ment 'number 1' meaning his first question. And Garth then slowly nodded a yes. Still giving non verbal answers.

"So if you dont want a vasectomy.. Then the only other thing is that they come out on a napkin and go in the trash like Lillith's." He explained to him softly and reached over to slowly pet his little pup's belly.

"I want you to be my big boy that I know you can be, and give me a proper answer kiddo. No fingers or numbers. Vasectomy, neuter, or no snip?" He gave his pup the final wordings on the matter. Giving him a choice of 3 words to say. 3 simple words that would be easy for an embarrassed little pup to choose from.

Garth was so embarrassed at this point and he didnt even know why. The words just would not come to his mouth. He had been fine before…. But now all of a sudden… nothing came out of his throat. And the thought of his dad getting angry at him for not giving an answer because a real threat in his mind. Even if Jasper had no real intention of doing so.

"I… um… I.." Garth stuttered.

"Shhhh…. Hey… just take your time. Breathe my little fuzzy butt. Just breathe. Its not an easy decision.. And I know its a lot to suddenly be dropped with. But this is the kind of thing we have to decide as a big boy now."

Garth gulped as Jasper said that. Now in his mind, this was a test. His first test as a big boy whos 'balls dropped', like his daddy said earlier. He wanted to show his daddy that he was a big boy now. He wanted to prove that he was ready to be the man his daddy wanted him to be.

"Ne…. New…" he had such a hard time with that word. He already couldnt pronounce it before. "Neud… ugh…" He then looked at his

daddy with those little puppy dog eyes. Trying to look over his shoulder to do so with the way he was facing. "I cant do it…" He whined out sounding so heartbroken.

But not as heartbroken as Jasper was when he heard his pup say it like that. He quickly turned Garth around and practically swaddled him. "Oh Garth… dont cry… Im sorry for dropping all this on you… you wernt ready.." He cared so much for his pup. And the thought ate him up inside that he messed up hard by forcing Garth to decide right now what his fate was.

But instead of crying like Jasper thought he would have from feeling forced and overwhelmed, Garth simply just whimpered. More so because he was upset that he couldn't say the word right then anything. Jasper had overreacted and thought Garth ment something else. But really he just needed help with the word. Though he didnt object to any cuddles his dad gave him.

"Daddy…?"

"Yah buddy… its okay. You dont have to decide today. We can do this later when you're older.."

"When I'm… older..?"

"Shhhh… its okay. I'm sorry if I made you think I wouldn't love you unless you decided… I do love you Garth.. And I always will."

"I love you too, daddy…"

"Come on… I'll read you a bedtime story.." Jasper attempted to get up while still holding Garth like he was a little baby. "Forget I said anything about the ball stuff.."

Garth wasnt about to object to a story. He was pretty tired after the long day he had. But he wasnt about to drop the stuff about his balls. He still wanted to give his answer. "Dad?"

"Yah?" Jasper stopped where he was, still in the living room, about half way from the chair they were on and the hallway.

"I… cant say that word… but.. I chose the napkin.. Like Lillith…" he looked at his dad with his hands and feet tucked in like a little baby.

Jasper wasnt sure how to respond or even react to that news. But the biggest thing that ran through his head was whether or not his pup believed that he had to choose or risk not being loved. "Garth…" he paused. "You know I love you no matter what… right? No matter what you choose. You're my son, and I love you forever." He leaned in and kissed his head.

"I do, daddy. But you are right.. My balls dropped.. Like you said. And that means they are due.. Right..?" He wanted conformation that he was in the right. That he was saying what his daddy had told him properly.
He trusted his father completely. And if he says that puppies like him get the napkin thing.. Then his get the napkin.

"Right buddy. They did drop, and they are ready. But if you arnt ready, thats the most important thing. Its okay to wait a little longer."

Garth then tried to look over his side at the kitchen table and then at his dad. "O…only… a few minutes… right..? Thats what you said it takes..?" Garth asked with a shy tone.

"Yah…" Jasper could see where this was going. "Are you sure kiddo..? I mean.. you know I didnt bring this up so that I could take away your accomplishment of them dropping…. We can wait a couple days if you want, big boy." Jasper was really trying to set it in Garth's head that he could choose to wait and there wouldnt be anything wrong with doing so.

"Ive got a tournament to think about daddy. And I want to win that tournament with you being proud of me. Proud of the man I became for you." Garth said with such a firm tone in his voice. A tone that said he was sure of what he wanted. Though for Jasper, the way his pup worded it made him feel less than confident.

"What have I done…" He said in his head. What Garth did next though pulled Jasper from his thoughts almost immediately. With the position Garth was being held in, with his legs tucked and everything, he simply spread them apart and exposed his prepubescent charms to their doom.

"I'm ready, dad. If we do this today… then its done and I dont have to have it distracting me when I win later." He said with an excited and determined grin. Hyped for that archery tournament and winning first place. "They might have just dropped today… but I dont need them when I'll have a trophy to look at!"

Speechless at the conclusion his pup gave him, all he could do was smile. Unbelievably proud of his little baby boy. "Come on then. We'll

make a new man out of you~" he cooed in almost a pet voice sounding tone. The kind of tone one would have when talking down to a common house pet. Leaning in to plant a kiss on his head and then slowly padding towards the kitchen table.

He really wasnt joking about doing his little puppy on the kitchen table. Acting as if it was the most 'normal' thing in the world to do.

"A New….. Tered man..?" Garth asked cutily. Still having trouble saying the word, but said it in such an adorable way. It was hard not to love his little 'robin hood'.

"Yah~. We're gonna make a neutered man out of you. Yes sir." Jasper humored his little pup as he laid him down on the table cloth.

Garth smiled and wagged his stubby little tail all the way to the table. But the moment he was laid down and his dad slightly stepped away, he couldnt help but gulp. The anticipation started to set in as his brain caught up to him. Even though he had fully agreed to this, there was always that 'pre surgery fear' that came. That same fear when you know a needle is coming… only for him, it was much different. Garth had gotten to see the full procedure after all.

"Dad…?" Garth asked, his voice shaky.

"Yah?" Jasper asked and stepped back closer to him. Reaching out to take his little paw to comfort him.

Garth hesitated a bit to think of the words to say. His head was swimming in thoughts and emotions now. "3…. 3 weeks… heal time… right..?" He asked. Remembering that thats what had been said to Lillith.

"Yah buddy. 3 weeks heal time."

"Will… I make it… to the tournament…?" The little shepsky whined.

"Buddy.. You'll have plenty of time. And since you're being really brave for me, i'm gonna teach you some of the moves I know. Hows that sound?" Jasper asked his little pup with such a warm smile.

Garth's eyes practically lit up when he heard his dad tell him he would train with him. "You'll train with me?!" He barked out excited and jumped up. Standing up on the table top and jumping up and down all over excited and overjoyed.

Jasper put his paws up really quick. "Woah woah! Calm it down, big boy. We dont jump on the table, you're gonna fall and hurt yourself."

Garth stopped jumping and lowered his ears a bit. "Yes sir.." He said with a submissive tone. To which Jasper quickly scooped him back up in his arms. Leaning in to give him some nuzzles.

"There will be plenty of time to jump up and down. But we gotta cut your balls off first." He said that so nonchalantly, and even put a kiss on his head. Garth got all blushy again from that. Just the way that was said was so embarrassing. "Yes sir.." He repeated, though this time he was trying to hide behind his paws all cute like.

Jasper laid him back down like he had before. Resting the husky-mix's back against the table cloth. "Dont go anywhere, mister. I'm gonna be right back with my things." He playfully booped his nose before walking away. Leaving Garth to stare at the ceiling, butt naked on the kitchen table.

Once he was alone, Garth bent himself upwards, using his elbows to prop himself up. Then he kept shifting until he had his left hand hold him up. He looked at his genitals that would soon be oh-so different. His sheath just rested against his belly as it always did. And slightly further down, his testicles. The very things that his dad was about to take out of him, simply because they hung low. Low-er.

In his eyes, they didnt really look all that different than they had before. But his dad apparently saw what he didnt. Not that he disagreed that it was their time or anything. He trusted his dad's word. If he says they're ready, then they must be. Its not like he knew any better. The one adult in his life that he trusted the most did this for a living, for all the little boys. And none of them ever had issues every time he watched.

Curiosity got the best of him, and with his right hand, he reached in and cupped that sac. He picked up his own balls… something that he had done countless times in order to put them back in his athletic cup he had to wear in his shorts. Though the idea to explore them had never crossed his mind.

He started to fondle them around. Now he could feel the loose skin, the amount of play they had. Every time he had to put them in a cup, they were tight with ribbed and wrinkled skin. The skin was smooth.

Unblemished, without a wrinkle or bump to ruin their perfect structure. The fur was soft like silk, like the rest of his coat.

He started to feel a strange sensation inside himself. Something within his belly, and he wasnt sure what it was. Not that he got to pay attention to it for very long, cause shortly after, Jasper was on his way back. Garth quickly dropped his sac, desperate to get his hand away so it wouldnt look like he was doing something naughty.

"Aaaallllrighty, kiddo." Jasper said with a smile on his face as he rounded the corner. His work duffle bag in his right hand as he padded over and set it down neck to his pup's left side. "We ready to do this or what?" Jasper said playfully as he looked at his pup. Unaware of the exploring he was doing just moments ago.

"Um… yes sir…" Garth blushed hard, thinking his dad might have seen what he was doing, super embarrassed now.

"Whats wrong buddy?"

"Nothing.." Garth replied with a shaky gulp. Trying not to give it away. Acting like he just broke the vase in the hall or something.

"You sure. You feeling okay?" Jasper wanted to be sure his pup was alright. He wanted to be sure he was open with his son here. Not wanting him to feel like he was backed into a corner or anything. "Having second thoughts, buddy? All you have to do is tell me." He placed a hand on his thigh. "I wont be upset if you wanna wait. But you have to be a big boy and tell me. No gesturing or pawing."

Garth clenched his fist a little. Clearly nervous, but had no intentions of not getting this done. He was only worried about the fondling he was doing. "I still wanna.." He said, picking his legs up and bending his knees so those legs rested on the table top. Exposing those prepubescent and very much underdeveloped gems once again to their doom.

Jasper couldnt help but lick his lips. "Okay." He said softly and with a nod. "You can keep your legs closed. I'll pick them up and get them into position myself, kiddo. If it makes you feel better having them closed."

Garth once again embarrassingly hid behind his paws. Having to close his legs and hang them over the edge like they were before. It did indeed feel better to have them closed. There was something about splaying them like that that made him feel vulnerable. As it did for every man.
But this 'Man' was about to get emasculated by his own dad of all people. It didnt get more vulnerable than that.

He turned his head to watch as Jasper reached for the paper towel and pulled off a square. "One for you…" he said playfully as he laid it down by the pup's left thigh. "And one big one for me."

Garth instantly put too and too together with what he meant by that. That one at his left thigh being where his balls would be laid on. A realization that made him gulp. The anticipation once again making itself known.

He watched as his dad started to pull things out of his duffle bag. So many shiny metal tools, a small box, a smaller square box with little white rectangles visible, and finally a big wireframe. He had seen that last one before and knew that that would be what holds his legs up.

"Alright, my big fluffy boy. You know what comes first." Jasper smiled and picked up that leg holder frame. Garth just silently nodded, unsure what to say. Even if he could speak, inside he felt so much anticipation and nervousness, his tongue remained still.

"Up we get, piggies." Jasper repeated his little sayings that he made from his years of doing this. Having found that, at work, such sayings helped keep the air light and easy going. Helping the kids not to be scared.

Garth's feet were so small compared to Jasper's hands. And as such, he could grab them both at the ankles with only one hand. Lifting them up the way you would if you were going to change a diaper. Only this 12 year old pup had been out of diapers for a long time. Instead, what slipped under there was something that turned 'little boys' into 'men'.

He placed those cream colored feet paws into the indented little grooves. Then he reached in, placing one hand on a small wheel on both the left and right side of these holders. Slowly giving it a twist, it both raised and spread those legs. Allowing them to be placed in the optimal position for the surgery. And removing those poor doomed little testicles' last line of defence.

"There we go, thats my good boy. All set and ready to go." He said with such a proud tone in his voice. Placing a hand on one of those raised little knees. "You know I love you, right buddy? More then anything in the world."

"I… love you too, dad." Garth had to move out from behind his paws to say that. Having felt more exposed and vulnerable with that thing holding his legs up.

"Does my little boy need anything before I make a man out of him?" Jasper asked, his hand still on Garth's knee.

Garth just shook his head cuitly from behind his paws. "Can you… close the curtains…?"

Jasper snorted out a bit of a laugh. "Sure kiddo." He headed over to the window on the other end of the kitchen table and reached up at the curtain rod. He looked outside and saw the neighbor watering her rose bush and saw her gesture with her hand, asking what was going on.
Clearly having seen what was going on inside. Jasper just gave her a big smile and did scissor fingers, then thumbed back behind him to signal at Garth. And with that, he slid the curtains closed.

"Alright kiddo. Next stop, manhood. Population, 2." He said so nonchalantly as he walked back to his pup. Giving him '2' with his fingers as he said that number, and then in the same motion, did the scissor fingers. He grabbed the strap on his bag and took it off of the table. Placing it under so it wouldnt get in the way. Then he grabbed the large translucent container which had so many metal tools inside.

He placed that over by Garth's right thigh. Popping open the clips that held it closed and swinging the lid.

"Dad…?"

"Yah?"

Garth gave another audible gulp. "Are you gonna… have to… tell my coach..?" He asked, still visibly embarrassed.

Jasper just smiled. "No, kiddo. I'll just tell him you had surgery. I wont say where." He said, reassuringly.

Garth gave some silent nods. Still hiding his face behind his paws. Jasper reached into the box he opened and pulled out a vial of medicine. He set it down so it sat properly, right side up, and then ripped open a sterile syringe. He pushed the needle into the vial and pulled some medicine into the syringe.

"Alright. Big boy for daddy." Was all the warning Jasper gave. "W…What?" Garth was confused and then tensed up. "Ahh!"
"Ah ah… shhhhh." Jasper rubbed that little outer thigh as he had pushed that needle into that butt cheek muscle.

"Ahh…haa…" "Shhh…"
Those legs were so tense from the sting of the needle. But as he pushed the plunger more and more, they started to lose power.

"Thats it… thats the good stuff. Thats the good stuff." Jasper repeated softly to the little pup as the drugs worked to relax those muscles. Not stopping in rubbing that outer thigh of his. Using that to both comfort his

son, and feel when all that power was quelled. And when it was, he simply gave that same spot he was rubbing a proud pat.

"Yah thats it~. Big boy for daddy~." He full on cooed in that pet voice. "I'm 'sowwy. But it had to be a 'surpwise." He tried to make up for the unannounced needling. But it was true, it had to be a surprise. He pulled the needle out of that toned little butt cheek and put the orange cap back on it. Setting it aside to dispose of later.

"How are we feeling, my little puppy?"

Garth of course wasnt happy with him any more. Even if that was for his own good, no kid liked unannounced needles, or needles period.

Jasper though, he expected that sort of silent response. He knew he did right, and thats all that mattered. Just like this next part. His eyes fell on those sagging little 12 year old testicles between those raised legs. Nary a single thought went through his head about sparing those. No matter how innocent they might be. All the preparations had been made.

He reached over for that smaller box and pulled out a set of gloves from it. He started snapping them on his hands one at a time. With them being the only two in the house, and Garth now silent, the sound of that rubber snapping was so clear. Echoing around the walls and everything. There was no mistaking what was gonna happen here.

"Alright Garth. Just think happy thoughts and we'll be all done in no time." He gave his pup one last set of instructions and encouraging words. "I love you buddy. Daddys doing this because he cares."

Unable to pat Garth's body now without breaking the sterility of the gloves, he simply reached to the right. Back into his large plastic box with all the metal tools. Moving some around to find the scalpel he needed to begin.

Once that scalpel was made visible and thumbed out of the way of the other tools, that way it could easily be found later. He moved his hand over to the alcohol wipes and disinfecting strips. In here were pre packaged gauze pads soaked in surgery grade disinfectant, since alcohol doesnt cut it in regards to wounds like he was about to make.

He ripped open the alcohol ones first and got to work prepping that sac. Cupping behind that sac with his left hand, he started to swipe all around. Getting ever single spot on that plump little scrotum he could. When he finished with the front, he simply pinched the bottom of that pouch and lifted it straight up like opening a hatch door.

Just straight up manhandling that sac of masculinity as if it was something that didnt deserve respect. Granted, he didnt hurt Garth in any way while he was doing this. He had an expert hand enough to know how hard was too hard to pull and all of that. Though the pup did squirm a bit in place, as any male would do when his sac is treated that way.

Once it was thoroughly disinfected with both kinds of wipes, he was comfortable with starting. That scalpel entered the grip of his right hand. His left hand still holding those defenceless balls still and taunt. "This wont hurt at all Garth. You're doing great." He reassured his pup right before he began the surgery.

He brought the scalpel into that groin, choosing that left testicle as his first victim. He angled that preteen scrotum in a way that the naturally bald bottom part of the sac stared him in the eyes. And with that, he placed the blade on that skin, right on the 'hairline' of that bald spot. He didnt cut straight away, he just placed the blade there. He seemed to hesitate for just a second, but before anyone could even have a chance to think he might be having second thoughts, down it went.

He didnt do a quick 'flick' of the blade as he did with the boys at the clinic. There he had a schedule to meet, so his neutered had to be done timely and orderly. But here, in the comfort of home, there was no such time limit. This was his son, and he was gonna take his time.

Slowly and slowly he dragged that scalpel blade down the underside of that black skinned bald spot. That black skin split like a hot knife through butter. Not even giving the tiniest bit of resistance against his efforts. Revealing pink-white flesh within that easily contrasted with the ebony black scrotal skin. Choosing to go over the bottom this way meant that there was a particular 'target' he had in mind. And sure enough, with the indentation of a well defined 'hump' his blade was coming up on, it wouldnt be hard to miss.

He quite literally 'crossed that hill when he got to it'. Climbing over that young little epididymis of that testicle. Once that little 'bump' was freed from the skin, it gave an accompanying squirt of clear fluid. A soundless squelch as that important piece of breeding material quite literally bust out of the skin. Like a balloon filled with air held under water, finally let go.

"My my what a man we are becoming indeed." Jasper couldnt help but say with a rather proud tone. Though, that fat little 'balloon' of flesh there meant something he wasnt sure he liked to know. The size it had likely meant that Garth was fertile and had his own lineage well on its way. He would be making a note of that for future sleepovers.

It wasnt long until he reached the other end of that hairline. And his incision was as big as it was gonna be. So, moving the scalpel so it rested between his fingers like holding a pencil, he started to squeeze on that testicle. Spreading the lips of the incision with his right hand, while his left hand pushed the testicle up towards that incision. Trying to get that little testicle on its way out.

There was a very dull and almost muted *pop* sound. A combination of the ripping of the ligaments that held the testicle from spinning in the sac, the incision opening more than he had made it, and the testicle finally coming through. All culminating in one satisfying release of pressure that came painlessly from the little pup. Not even so much as a whimper.

"And…. Pop goes the testicle."

Garth moved his hands from his face just a little. "One.. Down..?" He asked, his words almost slurred a bit from the drugs.

"No kiddo, not yet. But almost." Jasper smiled at him. He held that now exposed and healthy looking pink-white pearl with a pinch at the top with his right hand. Grabbing it at where the cord came out of that little slit he made in the sac. That way the nut wouldnt try to slip back in. Not that it even could.

With his free left hand, he reached over for some dry gauze pads and brought them in to start steipping away the fat and other tissues away from that preteen testicle. Further breaking more of its connections and causing more cord to come out. With all that tissue gone and now only the spermatic cord and cremaster muscle left holding that testicle to its owner, the entire length of nut stretch could be seen.

Just how far Garth's ball could dangle comfortably without anything in the way. But he didnt stay to play with that breeding organ, he came to end its life. Reaching back into his box, he pulled out a forcep clamp. Bringing it in and crimping it on the cremaster muscle. Giving it a good tug and it released its connection to the testicle and removed its ability to ever pull away again.

That basically sealed that ball's fate. Even if he decided to turn back and stick everything back in, that nut would never pull up or down. But that wasnt all that sealed fates, because just as he got that muscle separated, he didnt waste a moment using that same set of forceps to crimp that spermatic cord.

Garth had been quiet the whole way so far. But the moment that forcep was closed on his cord, his toes curled. "Ahhh… ahh…" he wiggled lightly in those leg holders. Though the meds kept him from going anywhere. "Shhhh kiddo. You're okay." Jasper tried to comfort him with his words. Stopping his work for a second to do so. All while Garth kept making little noises.

So he reached in for another forcep clamp and crimped it just a bit above the other one that was there. Then he took his scalpel and slowly sawed

through the middle of those two clamps. It didnt take much to cut through that defenceless set of cords. Maybe 4 little back and forth sawing motions before that nut came free. And the taunt pull on that now severed spermatic cord dropped down. That forcep clamp that stayed behind clanked as it hit the table. Still keeping that cord closed.

"There, you big baby." Jasper playfully mocked his little pup as he lifted up the severed left testicle for him to see. "One down." He said and then set the fat orb on the napkin next to Garth's right thigh.

While it might not have hurt Garth due to the medicine he was given, the spermatic cord is wrapped in so many little nerves. Sedated or not, those nerves will send signals. His brain might not be getting pain signals, but hes still getting something nonetheless. You sort of fill in the blanks really. Even if pain is far from the equation.

"Now the other one and we're done." He reached over and grabbed a tool that looked very similar to the forcep that currently crimped the cut spermatic cord, only it was like 2 times smaller and had a different 'business end'. He brought that in and lifted up the cord bundle by lifting the forcep clamp.

Then, just under where that clamp was, he crimped again. Pulling that tool away revealed a small little metal clip in place. He then placed two more, each slightly further down the cord so that 3 were on. Thats when he finally released that cord and let it such up inside his body to hide from 'the big bad wolf'.

"Testicle number 2. Come on out little piggy " he set the tools he no longer needed at the moment aside. Picking up the scalpel just like

before. That poor little 12 year old scrotum was now comically lopsided. Where once two equally sized blossoming testicles hung, now the left side was shriveled and wrinkled. With its incision very visible.

The right side would be sharing the same fate soon enough. He cupped that sac like he had done before. Though, now with only one testicle, he could simply press it so the bottom bald end faced him with just his thumb. Using his thumb to make it face its 'accuser'. If that testicle screamed mercy, it fell on deaf ears. Because that blade was pressed right against that bald flesh and pulled.

No hesitation, no second thoughts. No consideration for letting his boy even try for one sperm donation later in life. Jasper was gonna see to it that testicle got what it deserved. That black skin parted to reveal that lovely pearly white breeding organ. And that epididymis bump squirted as it popped free from the confines of that skin.

Getting to blossom to its full bloated might once introduced to the open air. Perhaps thats what made your first orgasm so good. Was your epididymis 'popping' to its full size, but in your sac. Like popping the button on a canned food item.

But thats the only 'button popping' this puppy would be doing. Jasper didnt have to try as hard with this nut to get it to come out as he did the other side. Since this testicle was smaller in size. Yet, that lovely little dull sound could still be heard. *pop*. The ligaments ripped, connections tore, and testicles were 'birthed' into the world.

"And… pop."

He grabbed a new set of gauze and started stripping the testicle just like the other side. "Alright kiddo, home stretch." Jasper smiled at him, looking over the pup's side, over those spread legs. Still holding that nut taunt as he did so. Garth was still hiding behind his paws. His face was so red with blush he looked like a tomato.

"Such a brave boy you are today. Yes he is~." He brought back the pet voice as he cooed softly to his son. All while bringing in a forcep clamp. Soon as he crimped it into place, those toes flexed just like before. "Ahhh… ahhh.." Came sounds from that little neutered puppy.

"Ah ah. Shhhh…." Jasper tried to reassure him as he reached for another clamp and put it slightly further down. Just like before, he then grabbed the scalpel and sawed through in between those clamps. Severing that final testicle with an audible clanging thud from the cord stumps forcep hitting the table.

"There we go… there we go. Daddy got those nasty things out of you. Yes he did~" He cooed as he lay that testicle down next to its twin on the napkin. "How do we feel little buddy?" He asked.

Garth said nothing except whimpering to himself. Still reeling from the sensations of the cut. "Awww my poor baby. Lets get you closed up. I think somebody has earned himself some mandatory cuddle time." Still talking in the pet voice, he worked to get that cord crimped closed with hemoclips and dropped that little stump to suck up inside.

Now he worked on sealing up those two little incisions in the bottom of that now empty little pouch. He put two stitches on either side and

closed the rest up with a bit of surgical glue. "And there we go. We are… a neutered dog now."

Jasper smiled so proudly as he lightly fondled that empty little pouch. Then he lowered the leg holders and took it out from between Garth's legs. "Oh my big boy… come here my big boy." In the pet voice again, he picked up his drugged little pupper and held him so close. He lightly rocked his poor dazed little athlete. Kissing his head and giving him so many light comforting licks over the top of his head.

"What did they do to you, my poor baby? What did they do to my poor baby?" He cooed out and pretended as if he didnt know what just happened. Like he didnt just cause everything that happened. "You became a man today, yes you did. You're my widdle man." He kissed his head and took his pup right to the couch to lay with him.

"D...dad…?" Garth said with a light whimper. Not even bothering to open his eyes. Having found comfort in Jasper's close hold of him. His body heat soothed the little pup in his drugged state.

"Yah my big boy?" "I… love you.."
Jasper just smiled and leaned in to kiss that tuft of hair Garth had in the middle of his head. "I love you too buddy. More than you could ever know."

"Im… gonna win that trophy…"

"Yah you are." Jasper said happily and rubbed his little pup's arm to comfort him. "Sleep. Daddys right here with you. And I'm not going anywhere." He said as he nuzzled him. Garth of course didn't hesitate to fall straight to sleep with everything he had just been though. Finding it oh so easy, and being with the one person he loved the most in the world helped even more so.

Jasper couldnt help but plant another kiss on that cute little head of his. He turned his head to the side and saw his phone on the nightstand next to the couch. Reaching for it and looking at the time. He then started dialing a number and put the phone in the right ear. Since Garth was laying on his left side.

It rang for a bit before a man picked up. "Karnaka archery and shooting gallary." They said as their greeting.

"Hello. I'm the father of one of the kids thats enrolled there, and I was wondering if their coach is still in. Coach P."

"This is him." They replied.

"Ah hello. You sound different, my apologies. Um, I'm calling to let you know that Garth wont be in for about 3 weeks. The little guy just had surgery today."

"Oh no." The coach said with a worried tone. "I just saw that little star champion, is he okay?"

"Hes doing just fine." Jasper said happily. "The little guy just got his nuts clipped. Had to be done, really. Part of the agreement we had when

I adopted him, you know how it is." Jasper said so nonchalant and openly. Not even trying to be discreet. Doing this for a living, it was so normal to just say it like it was.

"Oh damn…." The coach sounded surprised. "Is that really what they do to adoption pups…?"

"'Frade so. He took it like a champ though. Hes sleeping right now. Just finished with him. Tucking him in, I mean." He cleared his throat. Not sure if he wanted the coach to know he did it himself. "He said he would take that trophy like a champ too when he wins."

That coach chuckled. "Thats my boy. Still as confident as ever. Shame he lost his ballsack today. Hope he recovers well. Sure hes glad he wont have to turn his head and bark for the physical later." He laughed.

Jasper giggled back. "Well I might not be a medical doctor and know about heart, lungs and all that. But I can say hes hernia free."

"Oh hes free of something else to." The coach quickly quipped in with a snicker. "Well thanks for letting me know. Hopefully it doesnt affect those wicked bow skills of his."

"Oh I'm sure it wont. I'm pretty skilled with a bow myself. I'll be giving him some pointers once hes all clear."

"Well, I'll be waiting eagerly for his return. Remember, nothing says 'I love you' like a warm compress. Be sure to give his ba- I mean.. whatevers left… a good warm towel."

"I will." Jasper smiled.

"See you then." The coach hung up and Jasper set his phone down. He looked down at his pup one more time and couldnt resist the urge. So he grabbed Garth's leg and lifted it up a bit. Just taking in that empty shriveled sac. So SO much different then what he saw at the beginning.

Those balls that had dropped all mature like, were now nowhere to be seen. And that sac was scrunched up tight against his body. Almost as if trying to make itself as small as possible. Like a wild animal that felt threatened and cowered in the corner for safety. He put that leg down and gave his big boy another big proud kiss on the head.

He then turned his head to look back over to the kitchen table. All of his stuff was still laid out, having not been put away one bit. And that included those fleshy little nuts on that napkin. There they sat, discarded, disconnected and left to grow cold. While their former owner enjoys the warmth of his own chest fur.