my fantasies began when I was about 12 or 13 really. i think i knew I was gay much younger and had a strange fetish for watching skinny boy's chests for their hearts visibly beating. The fantasy of removing a boy's heart began with my school bullies who were physically gym/sporty fit witch visble chests and sixpacks, they were brothers and I wanted to rip out their hearts.
I used to fight them and it got to a point where i wanted it. I once had my hands around the one's neck and i could feel the life pumping inside him from his strong pulse. I wanted nothing more that to feel the life inside him die but others got me off him.. There was another lad who I had my hands around his throat the same way squeezing him to death until it was my cusion who got me off him... I would of killed him if we were alone in both cases. 2nd time I was a bit older but about 16 or 17 and he wasn't as fit as my bullies. But I remember fighting with the 2nd and ending up being ontop of him with my hands squeezing the life out of him which my cuz pulling me off him.
I am fancinated by a young man's body and his heart. The fantasy occurs daily and has become just a way of life... Preventing myself from becoming a serial killer. If I could get away with it... No heartbeat in any slim/muscuar lad would be safe. tell you that now..
For some reason I have a very horny-like attraction to the death penalty but fantasies doing it to the youngest of guys. The thought of putting a young musuclar male onto a table and executing him excites me to no end. The thought of putting a human being to death is an amazing thought to me and in regards to death penalty I love the idea of a young guy struggling on a gurney whilst feeling his body being paralysed. being able to feel his own heart and you being ontop of his muscled thick chest listening whilst he is unable to move. awake but unresponsive, in agony but unable to resist or cry out in pain. Tears down his face and a pair of lungs that just won't work. His heart power blasting for oxygen as the potassium chloride enters his suffocating body to kill the pumping meat once and for all..
This fantasy will live with me my entire life. The urges get bad sometimes depending on seeing musucular bodies on my travels.
Think is if I see a cute lad or a muscle chest out in the sun. I am thinking about nothing more than removing his heart. feeling it beating, seeing it beating and ultimate being the one that stops it from beating. I have followed lads just to get pictures of their bodies to fantasize what I'd do to them. My fetish is quite extreme.
I used to fight them and it got to a point where i wanted it. I once had my hands around the one's neck and i could feel the life pumping inside him from his strong pulse. I wanted nothing more that to feel the life inside him die but others got me off him.. There was another lad who I had my hands around his throat the same way squeezing him to death until it was my cusion who got me off him... I would of killed him if we were alone in both cases. 2nd time I was a bit older but about 16 or 17 and he wasn't as fit as my bullies. But I remember fighting with the 2nd and ending up being ontop of him with my hands squeezing the life out of him which my cuz pulling me off him.
I am fancinated by a young man's body and his heart. The fantasy occurs daily and has become just a way of life... Preventing myself from becoming a serial killer. If I could get away with it... No heartbeat in any slim/muscuar lad would be safe. tell you that now..
For some reason I have a very horny-like attraction to the death penalty but fantasies doing it to the youngest of guys. The thought of putting a young musuclar male onto a table and executing him excites me to no end. The thought of putting a human being to death is an amazing thought to me and in regards to death penalty I love the idea of a young guy struggling on a gurney whilst feeling his body being paralysed. being able to feel his own heart and you being ontop of his muscled thick chest listening whilst he is unable to move. awake but unresponsive, in agony but unable to resist or cry out in pain. Tears down his face and a pair of lungs that just won't work. His heart power blasting for oxygen as the potassium chloride enters his suffocating body to kill the pumping meat once and for all..
This fantasy will live with me my entire life. The urges get bad sometimes depending on seeing musucular bodies on my travels.
Think is if I see a cute lad or a muscle chest out in the sun. I am thinking about nothing more than removing his heart. feeling it beating, seeing it beating and ultimate being the one that stops it from beating. I have followed lads just to get pictures of their bodies to fantasize what I'd do to them. My fetish is quite extreme.