Heavy Metal
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Hank was the last person to handle bodies at the crematorium. He had worked for several years at a crematorium that was associated with several funeral homes in a large metropolitan area. Bodies usually came to him from a morgue or hospital or directly from a funeral home. It was usually a day or two after the death, so rigor had subsided and the body was easy to handle. Because it was to be cremated there was usually no need for embalming. The procedure was fairly straight forward, he stripped the body, laid it out on a stainless-steel table then washed it with soap and water, using a hose and liquid soap. Sometimes the family wanted to see it before it was incinerated, so he had to make it presentable, shave and clean it up and clothe it for viewing. Also, he had to remove any man made body parts like silicon implants, artificial eyes, artificial limbs, plastic or metal body parts or metal from body piercings.
After he cleaned the body, he laid it out in a coffin shaped cardboard box on a gurney and sealed it up before wheeling it to the incinerator room where the box was put on rollers and fed into the oven, after the door to the incinerator was shut, the flames would be lit and the gas oven fired up. There was a thick piece of glass on the door and he often watched as the flames consumed the box then the body, reducing it to ash. After the flames had done their work the ashes were scraped up and any pieces of bone were ground into dust and the ashes were packaged in a metal container to be sent to the family. He was the only one who saw or handled the body before it was boxed and incinerated.
Hank was gay and loved cock. He also admired well-built athletic young men. For years he went about his business in a matter of fact way, mostly dealing with the bodies of older men and women, then they got the job of disposing of bodies from the state penitentiary when they often handled the bodies of younger men who had been killed in prison or had been sentenced to death. The bodies of these men were more healthy physical specimens and he admired their muscled, tattooed bodies that were often well endowed. Occasionally he handled the bodies of young men who had been killed in automobile accidents or athletes who had died suddenly while on athletic fields or due to some congenital heart problem.
On one such occasion he opened the zipper of the body bag from the hospital morgue to find the body of a young college athlete, a soccer player, who had been killed in an automobile accident. His neck had been broken in the wreck and there was no need for an autopsy therefore the body was in perfect condition. He carefully laid the body of the handsome young man onto the stainless-steel table, stripped it and washed it down. His pale skin was flawless except for the nasty bruise on his neck. He had well-formed arms and legs, a well-muscled V shaped torso, well defined pecs and abs and a prominent Apollo’s belt where his abdomen met his hips. His hair was short and blond, there wasn’t much body hair, but he had square jawed good looks. He looked like an alabaster statue of a sleeping Greek god. What a waste he thought.
Then he focused on the young man’s genitals, even in death they were huge, he had huge low hanging testicles upon which rested a long thick uncircumcised penis with a prominent dorsal vein that forked at the foreskin; it was the biggest cock he had seen during his work and he had seen a lot. He measured it, and even flaccid it was eight inches long. He lifted it to feel its heft, circled his fingers around it to feel its girth and peeled back the foreskin to reveal the shiny plum colored helmet head of the penis.
He simply could not consign something so magnificent to the flames, so for the first time since he came to work at the crematorium, he decided he would remove the genitals and keep them to be preserved. He first shaved the blond pubic hair then took a scalpel and cut into the flesh circled the cock and balls and removed them in one piece and laid it in a stainless-steel tray, then out of respect he carefully stitched up the wound. He then lifted the body and placed it in the cardboard coffin and rolled it to the incinerator where he fired up the gas and watched as the body was reduced to ash. No one would know what he had done. He stitched up the cut end of the genitals, put them in a plastic bag in a cooler of ice and took them home with him after work, where he put them in the refrigerator.
The next day came the body of a young prisoner from the penitentiary whose tattooed, muscled body was also very handsome. He had been murdered in prison with a knife to the heart. Once again, his penis and testicles were magnificent, he measured the penis seven inches and the testicles looked like hen’s eggs. The penis had been tattooed with a snake running down the length of it, the eyes and tongue on the uncircumcised head and the tail wound through his dark pubic hair onto his abdomen. He couldn’t allow this work of art to be incinerated in the oven! He had done it once so he could do it again. After he shaved the pubic hair, he carefully removed the complete package, taking as much of the root of the penis as he could, put it in a plastic bag, put it on ice in a cooler and took it home. He would figure out what to do with it later. Soon afterwards he got a body that had genital piercings, a Prince Albert, an ampallang and a frenum ladder. They were told to remove the jewelry from piercings before the body was cremated, they could either unscrew the jewelry or simply cut it out, most people cut them out, but this time he decided to cut the whole thing off with the jewelry attached! Once again, he removed the entire package, penis and testicles after he shaved the pubic hair and added it to his collection.
Sometimes he did it two or three times a week. He would rather liberate these complete male packages than consign them to the flames. It became a mission. The deceased had no use for the missing parts and the families had decided to dispose of the bodies like so much medical waste so what did it matter that he kept some bits and pieces for himself.
He lived alone and soon he had a refrigerator full of male genitals. He enjoyed taking them out of their plastic bags and handling them on his kitchen table, but then he decided to experiment with them. He put one set in a glass cylinder with formaldehyde. For a while it looked good but then it turned a dull grey color that he did not like. He did the same with alcohol, but the same thing happened. He encased one set in clear hard plastic, but again the organ turned a dull dead grey color. Then he tried to tan the skin of one of them, first stripping out the insides and stretching the tanned skin over a plastic form, this was better than the formaldehyde but was still not satisfactory. He wanted to find a way to preserve them so that they looked as life like as possible.
He had a friend who did taxidermy who told him about the practice of freeze-drying small animals and birds for mounting. He asked if he could use his friend’s machine, which resembled a small refrigerator, and this worked well. He would first pump the organ up with embalming fluid then freeze dry it in the machine and if need be, he would touch it up with paint. He mounted these sets on spikes in walnut bases and kept them on a shelf in his bedroom. As he “liberated” more and more sets of male genitals, saving them from the flames, he amassed quite a collection of cocks and balls.
Then he went to an exhibit called Body Worlds at a local university where human body parts were preserved by a process called plastination. Through the process of preservation, the moisture was drawn out of the tissue with acetone then the tissue was infused with clear plastic silicone. He inquired of a friend who worked with the anatomy collection at the medical school at the University and found that someone at the hospital knew how to plastinate human body parts. In exchange for various body parts that the technician wanted for his collection, which Hank was easily able to take from the bodies he handled, the technician agreed to plastinate the increasing number of cocks and balls that Hank collected.
After the specimens were plastinated they were still soft and pliable and felt and looked like real human flesh. These specimens were even better than the ones he had made through freeze-drying.
Hank did not take all the cocks and balls from the bodies he processed, he only kept the “special ones” for his increasing collection, the sets that were special due to their size, shape, texture and beauty or due to their ornamentation such as piercings or tattoos. He felt justified in taking them because he was saving these precious body parts from being lost forever in the flames of the incinerator. Consigned to the flames they were being disposed of like garbage, they would not be missed and as far as he was concerned, like discarded items left by the side of the road, they were free to be taken.
When Hank passed away his executor was going through his house and found a door that was locked off his bedroom. They looked for a key but could not find it, so they had the lock picked and opened the door. From floor to ceiling along the walls of the windowless room, formerly his bedroom, were rows upon rows of cocks and balls mounted on walnut stands and in boxes. In one corner of the room were a few sets that had been preserved in formaldehyde, several appeared to have been freeze dried, still more were life like and pliable; they had been preserved by plastination.
In a black velvet lined box on a table in the center of the room was the first penis he had taken, the one that had belonged to the young college athlete. He had kept it in his freezer until he found a good way to preserve it. He did not want to ruin it with formaldehyde, so he had it freeze dried after he had perfected the process. He even touched it up with paint, outlining the blue dorsal vein, so it looked as fresh as the day it was taken. Even after all the others were taken it still held a special place of honor in his collection.
The police were called, and an investigation ensued which uncovered the fact that Hank had worked for the crematorium, which was owned by a prominent local politician. It was decided that it would be too messy and ghoulish to ask family members to come see if they could identify the remains, some of which were taken from bodies years ago and family members would be hard to find. The police decided not to publicize it out of respect to the deceased and their families and at the urging of the owner of the crematorium.
The technician who had helped preserve the specimens was never found because Hank was careful to leave no trace or records of his dealings behind. His nieces and nephews who were his only heirs were surprised when his will was read and he had left the University Medical School his entire estate, which had grown to a considerable size because Hank lived modestly and saved his money. His estate included the collection of body parts. The authorities did not know what to do with them, so they decided to give them to the University Medical School to be added to their anatomical specimen collection. Soon the collection of human male genitals became quite a popular underground tourist attraction at the school.
According to his last wishes his body was also donated to the medical school to be used by the students who worked with cadavers and afterwards was to be cremated. What his body donation form did not say was that he asked his friend, the technician who worked at the school, to take his male parts after the students were done with his body, have them plastinated and add them to his collection of male genitals, which were now on display at the Medical School.
After he cleaned the body, he laid it out in a coffin shaped cardboard box on a gurney and sealed it up before wheeling it to the incinerator room where the box was put on rollers and fed into the oven, after the door to the incinerator was shut, the flames would be lit and the gas oven fired up. There was a thick piece of glass on the door and he often watched as the flames consumed the box then the body, reducing it to ash. After the flames had done their work the ashes were scraped up and any pieces of bone were ground into dust and the ashes were packaged in a metal container to be sent to the family. He was the only one who saw or handled the body before it was boxed and incinerated.
Hank was gay and loved cock. He also admired well-built athletic young men. For years he went about his business in a matter of fact way, mostly dealing with the bodies of older men and women, then they got the job of disposing of bodies from the state penitentiary when they often handled the bodies of younger men who had been killed in prison or had been sentenced to death. The bodies of these men were more healthy physical specimens and he admired their muscled, tattooed bodies that were often well endowed. Occasionally he handled the bodies of young men who had been killed in automobile accidents or athletes who had died suddenly while on athletic fields or due to some congenital heart problem.
On one such occasion he opened the zipper of the body bag from the hospital morgue to find the body of a young college athlete, a soccer player, who had been killed in an automobile accident. His neck had been broken in the wreck and there was no need for an autopsy therefore the body was in perfect condition. He carefully laid the body of the handsome young man onto the stainless-steel table, stripped it and washed it down. His pale skin was flawless except for the nasty bruise on his neck. He had well-formed arms and legs, a well-muscled V shaped torso, well defined pecs and abs and a prominent Apollo’s belt where his abdomen met his hips. His hair was short and blond, there wasn’t much body hair, but he had square jawed good looks. He looked like an alabaster statue of a sleeping Greek god. What a waste he thought.
Then he focused on the young man’s genitals, even in death they were huge, he had huge low hanging testicles upon which rested a long thick uncircumcised penis with a prominent dorsal vein that forked at the foreskin; it was the biggest cock he had seen during his work and he had seen a lot. He measured it, and even flaccid it was eight inches long. He lifted it to feel its heft, circled his fingers around it to feel its girth and peeled back the foreskin to reveal the shiny plum colored helmet head of the penis.
He simply could not consign something so magnificent to the flames, so for the first time since he came to work at the crematorium, he decided he would remove the genitals and keep them to be preserved. He first shaved the blond pubic hair then took a scalpel and cut into the flesh circled the cock and balls and removed them in one piece and laid it in a stainless-steel tray, then out of respect he carefully stitched up the wound. He then lifted the body and placed it in the cardboard coffin and rolled it to the incinerator where he fired up the gas and watched as the body was reduced to ash. No one would know what he had done. He stitched up the cut end of the genitals, put them in a plastic bag in a cooler of ice and took them home with him after work, where he put them in the refrigerator.
The next day came the body of a young prisoner from the penitentiary whose tattooed, muscled body was also very handsome. He had been murdered in prison with a knife to the heart. Once again, his penis and testicles were magnificent, he measured the penis seven inches and the testicles looked like hen’s eggs. The penis had been tattooed with a snake running down the length of it, the eyes and tongue on the uncircumcised head and the tail wound through his dark pubic hair onto his abdomen. He couldn’t allow this work of art to be incinerated in the oven! He had done it once so he could do it again. After he shaved the pubic hair, he carefully removed the complete package, taking as much of the root of the penis as he could, put it in a plastic bag, put it on ice in a cooler and took it home. He would figure out what to do with it later. Soon afterwards he got a body that had genital piercings, a Prince Albert, an ampallang and a frenum ladder. They were told to remove the jewelry from piercings before the body was cremated, they could either unscrew the jewelry or simply cut it out, most people cut them out, but this time he decided to cut the whole thing off with the jewelry attached! Once again, he removed the entire package, penis and testicles after he shaved the pubic hair and added it to his collection.
Sometimes he did it two or three times a week. He would rather liberate these complete male packages than consign them to the flames. It became a mission. The deceased had no use for the missing parts and the families had decided to dispose of the bodies like so much medical waste so what did it matter that he kept some bits and pieces for himself.
He lived alone and soon he had a refrigerator full of male genitals. He enjoyed taking them out of their plastic bags and handling them on his kitchen table, but then he decided to experiment with them. He put one set in a glass cylinder with formaldehyde. For a while it looked good but then it turned a dull grey color that he did not like. He did the same with alcohol, but the same thing happened. He encased one set in clear hard plastic, but again the organ turned a dull dead grey color. Then he tried to tan the skin of one of them, first stripping out the insides and stretching the tanned skin over a plastic form, this was better than the formaldehyde but was still not satisfactory. He wanted to find a way to preserve them so that they looked as life like as possible.
He had a friend who did taxidermy who told him about the practice of freeze-drying small animals and birds for mounting. He asked if he could use his friend’s machine, which resembled a small refrigerator, and this worked well. He would first pump the organ up with embalming fluid then freeze dry it in the machine and if need be, he would touch it up with paint. He mounted these sets on spikes in walnut bases and kept them on a shelf in his bedroom. As he “liberated” more and more sets of male genitals, saving them from the flames, he amassed quite a collection of cocks and balls.
Then he went to an exhibit called Body Worlds at a local university where human body parts were preserved by a process called plastination. Through the process of preservation, the moisture was drawn out of the tissue with acetone then the tissue was infused with clear plastic silicone. He inquired of a friend who worked with the anatomy collection at the medical school at the University and found that someone at the hospital knew how to plastinate human body parts. In exchange for various body parts that the technician wanted for his collection, which Hank was easily able to take from the bodies he handled, the technician agreed to plastinate the increasing number of cocks and balls that Hank collected.
After the specimens were plastinated they were still soft and pliable and felt and looked like real human flesh. These specimens were even better than the ones he had made through freeze-drying.
Hank did not take all the cocks and balls from the bodies he processed, he only kept the “special ones” for his increasing collection, the sets that were special due to their size, shape, texture and beauty or due to their ornamentation such as piercings or tattoos. He felt justified in taking them because he was saving these precious body parts from being lost forever in the flames of the incinerator. Consigned to the flames they were being disposed of like garbage, they would not be missed and as far as he was concerned, like discarded items left by the side of the road, they were free to be taken.
When Hank passed away his executor was going through his house and found a door that was locked off his bedroom. They looked for a key but could not find it, so they had the lock picked and opened the door. From floor to ceiling along the walls of the windowless room, formerly his bedroom, were rows upon rows of cocks and balls mounted on walnut stands and in boxes. In one corner of the room were a few sets that had been preserved in formaldehyde, several appeared to have been freeze dried, still more were life like and pliable; they had been preserved by plastination.
In a black velvet lined box on a table in the center of the room was the first penis he had taken, the one that had belonged to the young college athlete. He had kept it in his freezer until he found a good way to preserve it. He did not want to ruin it with formaldehyde, so he had it freeze dried after he had perfected the process. He even touched it up with paint, outlining the blue dorsal vein, so it looked as fresh as the day it was taken. Even after all the others were taken it still held a special place of honor in his collection.
The police were called, and an investigation ensued which uncovered the fact that Hank had worked for the crematorium, which was owned by a prominent local politician. It was decided that it would be too messy and ghoulish to ask family members to come see if they could identify the remains, some of which were taken from bodies years ago and family members would be hard to find. The police decided not to publicize it out of respect to the deceased and their families and at the urging of the owner of the crematorium.
The technician who had helped preserve the specimens was never found because Hank was careful to leave no trace or records of his dealings behind. His nieces and nephews who were his only heirs were surprised when his will was read and he had left the University Medical School his entire estate, which had grown to a considerable size because Hank lived modestly and saved his money. His estate included the collection of body parts. The authorities did not know what to do with them, so they decided to give them to the University Medical School to be added to their anatomical specimen collection. Soon the collection of human male genitals became quite a popular underground tourist attraction at the school.
According to his last wishes his body was also donated to the medical school to be used by the students who worked with cadavers and afterwards was to be cremated. What his body donation form did not say was that he asked his friend, the technician who worked at the school, to take his male parts after the students were done with his body, have them plastinated and add them to his collection of male genitals, which were now on display at the Medical School.
