Ranch Hands at the "E" Ranch

Ranch Hands at the "E" Ranch

By: Steve Aldea ©

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Wards of the State get castrated for their self worth!



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I was driving down this country road exploring the new county I just moved into. I'd taken a year sabbatical from teaching at the University just a town away. I needed a break and settled down for the summer.



Adventurous as I usually am, I attended the local fall harvest farmers Dance. I noticed how well the young men on this particular Ranch handled themselves such good grace for manners towards the local town's women. I found out that the town folk women liked dancing and going out with the Ranch Hand boys from the "E" Ranch. Ranch hands were a dime a dozen I thought to myself, I was curious as to what made these studs so special?



While at the fall festival I heard that the "E" Ranch was the biggest Angus cattle ranch of operations in the county and that Jack Anderson the owner was well known and well respected from all walks of life. Not much scoop was given about why the big letter "E" for being a Ranch, it was also known as a boys home for trouble teenage youth that the court appointed in the Custody of Mr. Anderson. It was suggested that I take a tour of the Ranch, being that I was an educator and former farm hand myself in my younger young buck years.



A few days went by and I called Jack Anderson for a tour, and had hot cakes and coffee for a country farmer's breakfast. I was pleased to see what Mr. Anderson did with his troubled teenage youth. Jack had explained to me court appointed boys and that his ranch made them a tamer male beast to work with at times! He explained that he taught responsibility with the raising of calves and farm animals, it gave something the boys to look forward to and it built character inside of themselves. I agreed to spend a few days on the ranch after talking to Jack, I explained the days I was a farm hand on the cattle ranch I grew up on as a young buck. I paid a few dollars for my meals and I was soon off to another adventure.



I had arrived to the "E" ranch early one Saturday morning with my gear I found my bunk for the next two nights. The next morning I was up at the rising sun with the rest of the ranch hands wrestling bulls, castrating, branding and giving health shots. The smell of cow shit reminded me of the many cattle I had raised on the TRI -Jay Ranch in California.



After that chore was completed the ranch hands took the testicles they had gathered from castrating their bulls and made a fine feast needless to say. I had more work to do, and I started up the tractor for cutting hay before the sun set.



After supper, I retired to my bunk to read a book on Mormon history and ran into one of the hands. I was wearing my boxer shorts and a white crew style T-shirt. The hand stated to me that what the "E" meant of the ranch was "Eunuch", he explained that all the hands were castrated by the ranch vet named doc Ellis. He warned me of my "Bull Balls", telling me to leave before I was rounded up and castrated too! I wonder now if this was the real reason the local town's girls liked the "E" Ranch boys so much, they did not have to worry about any pregnancy on dates. Those Ranch boys little sperm factories Were cut loose and all they could manage to do now was to get a hard on!



I lay in my bunk telling myself that the Eunuch deal with Mr. Anderson was not part of my two days visit, and I spent the next day stringing barbed wire fences and sheering sheep!



I was a bit tired of all my two days of ranching when after supper the second night I started feeling kinda dizzy. I had enough of my memory refreshed from my young buck ranch days to last another lifetime. I managed to shower and headed to my bunk when I fell to the floor and two study ranch hands helped me to my bunk. I lay down with my legs spread in a V shape. Many of the boys were present and to my surprise it was Doc Ellis at my bedside. I was in a fog, not knowing if this was a dream, could it be true what I perceived to be happening to me I thought?



Was what happened to the boys on the big "E" ranch going to happen to me, I was going to be castrated? I felt my boxer shorts pulled down and taken off of me, I was not sure was happening to me, but heard a voice telling me everything was going to be okay and to remain calm. I felt a needle poke around my scrotum and I heard one hand say "look at them Bull Balls doc", with the VET Doc responding with "Yeah we are going to take care of them Bull Balls Tonight" for our ranch guest! I felt a needle in my arm and I became more in a fog. I felt some tugging at my scrotum for about 20 minutes and Doc Ellis had made two mid line cuts about two inches long on each side of my scrotum. He removed my testicles with what the ranch hands used on cattle, an emasculator, to clamp and crush the cords before cutting my testicles loose. I heard them put my severed nuts into a jar named Ranch Guest. I awoke up the next morning mad as hell when I looked under my boxer shorts to find I had no balls. I had some bandage over my nut sack and one of the more brawny good looking ranch hands held me onto the bed with his strong arms telling me I had to experience the true essence of what the "E" ranch was all about, that having the procedure done, I would adjust and later under the tranquil of being a Eunuch.



I did not say much to the ranch crew as I departed EUNUCH ranch that day, I felt a new and rewarding transition that next fall teaching history and encouraged my fellow male Students to take a trip to the "E" Ranch in Hazard county.





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