Your First Kill Fantasy

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.
 
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..

I can definitely connect to that ;)
But I would make the paralysis part last longer before the potassium chloride injection. Once the lungs stop working on their own due to diaphragm paralysis, I would lie on top of the guy, listen to his adrenaline full heart, then seal my lips over his, and rescue breath for him for a couple of minutes. I may hooked him to a mechanical respirator an play with settings (breath pace, O2 amount etc.) while listening to the heart reactions, or watching them on ecg screen.

When I feel that the heart is ready to give up from exhaustion, I will inject the potassium chloride. I may try to reach the stopping heart with my hand to feel the final beats in the palm of my hand and give some internal massage to prolong the life, and then let the heart lay motionless in my hand.
 
if it was a choice i would undoubtedly prefer to cut open a young man and pull his beating heart out of his suffocating broken body. why wreck it with potassium chloride when it is deeply more satisfying to hold it and stop it with your own grip
 
if it was a choice i would undoubtedly prefer to cut open a young man and pull his beating heart out of his suffocating broken body. why wreck it with potassium chloride when it is deeply more satisfying to hold it and stop it with your own grip

Agreed ;)
It was just to try to comply with the whole injection process. But yes, squeezing a still beating heart and making it stop by your own strength...
 
As a child at the age of 11 or 12 watching a war movie with war crimes. I imagined how I would do that. I found it somehow disturbing and impressive at the same time.
 
I wished he had been killed, ran over and dragged. I imagined he would have looked amazing torn up and ripped open.

Yes. I remember imagining something like that as a little kid.
 
Playing soldiers with school friends we made toy rifles / machine guns, grenades, swords and fought - those killed had to cry out fall and lie dead.

Same here. The added feature being we'd always die in our bare feet, so my fetish is death+bare feet=erotic excitement. Our games would usually be just boys, but sometimes my friends' sisters or even female friends of our would play. That's why my dead-in-bare-feet fetish is completely bisexual.
 
I think my first one was about 2 years ago (in 2017) .
It was when I first sexually deviating from the "norm". My fantasies about men got more.... Violent.
That's when I discovered sites like Best Gore and Cute Dead Guys.
I'd LOVE watching the beheadings and dismemberments. Anything with beautiful men in agony, pain, and death, made me SUPER horny.
The way that they'd cut their sweet necks... With all that blood spurting out onto themselves and into their trachea, making it difficult for them to breathe... So erotic and pleasurable!
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I would FANTASIZE so much about fucking a man, and the moment he cums inside me..... Slit his neck!!! And have his warm, red blood run down onto us. As he'd slowly die, I want to keep pleasuring myself with his body.
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Lately I've fantasized about having a beautiful Jihadi with long, luscious, curly black hair, and soft caramel skin, to cut another man's head off... And fuck me over his corpse!
 
Jeez, sorasiii, where've you been all my life (and death)? Your post sure hits the spot ;-)
 
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When i was a teen, witnessed a crime took place and was escorted off to safety by two policemen. Both of them went back into the place to search for the suspect and we later learned they were horrifically killed- which i sadly did not see. I still vividly remember the faces of the two very young cops when they assured us they would keep us safe and could only imagine the final moments when the two brave hapless policemen met their demise. From then on, my imagination runs sickly wild whenever i see police officers
 
I can't remember for the life of me what the title of the movie was but I remember watching it and a guy got beheaded and his head was used as a centerpiece on a dining room table. I couldn't help but think about what happened to the rest of him. I started fantasizing about my own head being taken off while the people enjoy the rest of me as a meal. It was the start for me. I started watching all kinds of western movies and action films. With that, my fantasy for death and beheading, shooting, stabbing and strangling was born.
 
more happening to me :>

weirdly enough for me, my first 'porn' was some of the choose your own adventures :> remember one involving indian ghosts and a guy stabbed in the back or something I liked.

My first actual fantasy I remember was a weird one involving having sex with a girl when something like a bear pinned me and her down, and startes to eat her butt area while I'm trapped under her untill it gets to my sex still trapped and eats it, eventually eating me too :> I had some weird fantasies hehe.
 
in high school i saw the movie walking tall and johnny knoxville shoots a guy and that is what started mine. he fell forward and i wish i was there under him.
 
I was 10. A schoolmate had a car accident with her family and died. Two days before we had gone to the swimming pool and seen each other naked. I thought at her body and felt a strange feeling, then I pulled up my skirt, took off my panties and looked at my still bald pussy, thinking that one day I would die too, and my pussy would die with me, and this made me feel aroused. It was just the first time ...
 
I had a dream when I was 12. I walked into my friend's house and found him, his sister and both Mother and Father dead. I then fucked all of their corpses. A few years later, I wrote a story about it but havnt kept up with new ideas about necro incest.
 
Started my kill fantasy years ago when i saw my college crush butchering animals that he hunted. He was clad in blood & boy so hot.. i still wonder why he chose to wear white tshirt..
 
I love fantasising about death in battle as a barefoot warrior - it makes me so hard! :D

Yesohyesohyesoh YEEEEESSSS!!! Our dead bodies in piles on the battlefield... dead feet pressed against open mouths... a comrade's toes twitched against my penis as he died and in my last moments I pumped my last load of jizz on his dead bare feet... then lay still, my dead dick still hard and huge... OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
 
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