I watch this video of suicide when, towards the end, the dude is stuck in a position where he realizes death is inevitable but his body struggles in protest. And where is my attention? His ass! Wishing I could suck his ass. Well-formed and smooth, gluts clutching as his body convulses, his ass is all I can look at. Oh, how I want it at that moment. Yes, I’m turned on by his panic, his choking, his death. But mostly, I lust for his ass. My mouth on his ass. Then he’s dead and I want my nose between his cheeks. Always dreamed of my face in the ass of a man when he dies.
Is that sick? Or what? Sometimes I wonder about myself.