I was working on our farm when the accident happened. I was rushed to the hospital and didn't know the extent of my injuries until days later when I awoke from a coma.
My mom and dad were there when I awoke. I was groggy but asked them what happened. They told me that I had an accident and the news that I was ok but my penis was gone. Then they said that the doctors told them they would be able to attach a new one once the healing started.
I cried and cried at the thought of losing my manhood. Just then the surgeon came in and told us that he and his team would be able to help me with a transplant.
I felt reassured and calmed down. Now, for an 18 year old boy, losing his manhood is more than a catastrophe, it is life ending. I didn't know what it would do for my sex life and how it would look like or function, if it would work at all.
Anyway, the doctor explained what would be happening to me over the course of the year. First, there would be healing, then preparing for the operation, then the location of a donor, then the transplant and finally, after several months, I would have a functional penis.
I was in the hospital for a couple of months as the healing process took place. The doctors performed some minor surgeries to get nerves and blood vessels cleaned up and prepared for the transplant.
By this time several months passed by. The doctors said I was physically ready for the surgery and we just had to wait for a donor.
I kidded with the doctor and told him to get me a big one. He laughed and said he would try.
A couple of months went by and in the middle of the night the phone rang. It was the hospital telling me that they got a donor and to get to the hospital immediately.
Mom and dad got me into the truck and at the hospital in record time. The doctor was already there, waiting for me. I was ushered in and got prepped.
While mom and dad waited for me, I went into surgery. They said I was in surgery for 14 hours before I went to ICU.
I don't remember much and I awoke for a minute, opened my eyes and fell asleep again. The doctor told my parents that the surgery was a success.
I think it was a day later when the doctor came to me and talked to me. He said the surgery was a big success and the penis was functioning very well.
He examined me and said that if everything went well, I would be out in a couple of weeks. He also said that once everything healed and the swelling went down, I would be as good as new.
Then I asked him, "Doc, how big is it? Will I be able to have sex again?"
The doctor smiled and said, "Son, I was able to get you a bigger penis and yes, you will be able to have sex again but after awhile, not just yet."
He told me to relax and that I would be home soon. When my parents came, I told them the good news
One month after I left the hospital, my father was killed in an auto accident. My mom was only 40 and her and dad were married 19 years. Mom took it hard but we managed. I was still healing and couldn't do any real work to help out, but we managed.
Fast forward five months....
I just had my six month check-up with my doctor and he gave me the green light to start doing anything I want to do. He even said I could start having sex, cautiously, as the dressing and bandages still needed to be taken care of.
I was elated as I left his office. I wanted to try my new, longer cock out with a girl but I didn't have a girl friend and I didn't want to jerk off either. I didn't know what to do.
I told my mom that I would be able to help out more now as the doctor gave me the go ahead.
During these last few months and especially since my dad died, my mom and I had become extremely close. She was very instrumental in my healing. She changed the dressings, and more. At first it was embarrassing but I got over it.
My mom seemed disappointed when I told her I wouldn't need her to change any dressings any more.
Then, one night while I was sleeping, I felt something touching me. I opened my eyes to see my mom with my cock in her hand. I asked her what she was doing. She said she was just checking to make sure I was ok. As we talked, I could feel my new cock getting hard.
"Mom," I yelled. "Look, it's getting hard."
My mom looked down and watched as my cock got harder and harder until it was straight out.
"You did it." I yelled to her.
I couldn't believe how much longer my new cock was. It must have been at least two full inches longer. I smiled as I was now sporting a nine inch cock.
I looked at my mom and asked, "I wonder if it works as good as it looks?"