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Subject: {ASSM} ASA story: Anatomy Class (MM/MMMMM, hanging, NC) (REPOST)
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Listen up! Yes, I mean you!
There's a few things you gotta read before you go on to the story.
First, this story was written by DJBear. I (Damien) am posting it
by permission of the author.
Second, there's sexually explicit stuff here. If you're not old enough to
vote, go on to the next message. Better yet, unsubscribe to this
discussion group. Gwan, kid, shoo! And that goes double if sexually
explicit stories are illegal where you are!
Third, this story includes a description of somebody getting killed for
sexual pleasure - maybe the killer's pleasure, maybe the victim's. Either
way, this isn't milk and cookies. If you don't want to read about such
things, go away and read another message.
Fourth, this is a work of <u>fiction</u>! No actual people or animals were
harmed in the writing of this story.
Fifth, don't try this stuff at home. You could end up dead! Over 200
people a year die playing with asphyxia in the USA. That's not counting
the rest of the world.
Remember, I didn't *make* you read this story. If you think it's badly
written, that's one thing. But if you don't like stories about people
getting strangled to death while having sex, don't blame anybody but
yourself.
Here's some blank space to give you a chance to skip to the next message.
After that, you're on your own.
Summary: This story includes descriptions of five men being hanged by the
neck until dead for the enjoyment of the rest of the class. NC.
ANATOMY CLASS
by DJ Bear <djbear@canoemail.com>
Fall quarter had just begun and the warmth of the day meant most of us
were going to class in shorts. The Professor in anatomy class seemed like a
pretty interesting guy. He was middle aged, starting to bald a bit in the
back, and he seemed nervous when he introduced us to the course outline.
There were 61 of us occupying seats in that classroom, only 14 of them
females. We all seemed to be the same age and we seemed to come from many
different programs since I didn't know a one of them.
As the instructor introduced us to his teaching assistant, a young man who
had taken the class just two years previously, he said his name was Dave.
Dave had a real head of black curly hair, worn comfortably short, but not
so short that the curls were destroyed. He had tight-fitting 501 jeans
on and wore one of the most beautiful smiles I could imagine. Would I
ever like to get to know him better.
The Prof, as we began to call him, introduced us to the skeleton which we
were to work with throughout the term. He called the skeleton James and
always talked as if he knew James. He asked James how the summer had been
and if he had missed being in class, as if the skeleton could talk.
He also asked James if he missed his classmates and then he introduced
James to each of us as he had collected cards on which we had written
information about ourselves.
The quarter was progressing really rapidly - I think maybe three or four
weeks had passed. We spent alot of time going up to the front of the room
and examining James at close range, whenever Prof wanted us to see something.
Often times he would take hold of our hand and hold it against James' bones,
so we could feel the exact way in which they connected.
About the fourth week, Prof came into class and announced that we would
have to have a live model for our lesson in anatomy today. He announced
that he wanted volunteers and nominations. Well, there was only one
volunteer - a guy by the name of Bruce, a real browner who always was
looking for ways to please Prof. Then came the nominations. Chad, Guy,
Bill, and Tim were selected before Prof said he had enough. Prof had
already told us it would only be appropriate for males to participate
in this live model demonstration. He asked the five to go out of the room
with Dave and told us he would call them back in as they were needed.
Prof then proceeded to explain the male sex organs and after about ten
minutes called to his TA on the intercom that he wanted Bruce sent in.
Bruce came into the room with his hands tied behind his back, with a loose
shower towel wrapped around his waste - you know those things that button
at the side made of terry cloth and only about 12 inches wide. Prof
asked Bruce to stand on a pedestal which was at the front of the room and
cuffed Bruce's wrists to the railing around the back of the pedestal.
He then removed Bruce's towel. Bruce was a thin guy very white from not
having had any sun - he always wore glasses and kept his short hair
slicked down on his head. His hair was light brown and his eyes which
were a like beads were also brown. Prof asked each of us to go up to the
front and feel three things - the glans, the testicals, and the uretha.
Bruce writhed as this was going on. He was told by Prof not to get so
aroused as to shoot his load and he managed to let everyone handle him without
doing that but he felt mighty hard when I went up there. He was shaking but
obviously from the look in his eyes was enjoying it.
Next Prof asked the TA to send Guy and Tim in. Guy and Tim both arrived
with the same type of towel around their wastes and their hands tied behind
their backs. They were placed on the pedestal and cuffed to the railing along
side Bruce. Bruce was taking this all in thinking that he knew what was going
to happen here so he developed a big smile as he turned his head in the
direction of Guy and Tim. Guy was a blond swimmer type who was always full
of smiles and had very narrow waist and big wide shoulders. He had a lot
of fuzz on his chest and back and down his legs. His blue eyes were really
quite inviting. Guy also had a very trim beard which showed of a narrow face.
Tim on the other hand was a football player with the build of a large can -
his neck was thick, his body straight up and down almost as his waist and
shoulders were about the same circumference. Tim had dimples in his cheeks
and a shaved head but his pubic hair was black as black could be.
Prof walked up to Guy and removed the towel and then did the same thing
to Tim - I guess the guys expected it as Bruce was already standing there
naked. Prof asked Tim to demonstrate how Guy could be aroused without
using his hands. This proved to be quite an interesting exercise and
a real turn-on as Tim used his mouth and thighs and his feet to arouse Guy,
while both were still tied to the railing. Finally, Guy came and shot a
really big load right at the feet of Prof.
Prof also took time to show us that Tim was uncut while Bruce and Guy had
both been cut. He demonstrated how the foreskin worked by stretching Tim's
skin and pulling it - telling us how much more sensual it was for Tim to
have his skin intact so it could do a wet massage of the glans.
The TA brought Bill in as if on cue. Bill also had on a towel and had his
hands tied behind his back. Bill was cuffed onto the railing next to Tim.
Bill had long strands of black hair flowing down his back. He was a body
builder without any fat on him so all the pecs and arms were was a mass of
muscle. He was tall - about 6'4" and he had the most beautiful legs and feet
I think I had ever seen. Those muscles in his legs just flared down to
those feet without any fat on them but without looking like some of those
feet which seem to be only bones. Prof asked the class to come forward again,
this time to feel the sphincter muscle. Bill was obviously aroused by this
and his sphincter closed up at first according to those who were at the
front of the line BUT by the time I got there, I was able to feel it
move aside of my two fingers.
Prof explained to us how important control of the sphincter was as he
indicated to us that if the muscle was weakened, it could lead to embarrasment.
He then called for Chad. The TA also brought Chad in and Chad had no towel and
had obviously been enjoying the company of the TA as the TA was dishevelled.
It took no time to cuff Chad to the railing and for Prof to ask us to find
Chad's prostate. Chad was dark haired, dark skinned, like someone who had
lived in the sun for many years and looked like he was a speciman of health.
His chest had a nice patch of hair in the cleft between his pecs and he had
the most gorgeous pubic hair. Prof told us to hurry as we only had half an
hour left in the class.
As soon as we sat down again, Prof told us we were going to learn what
happened to the anatomy when someone died. He told us each of the specimens
would be hanged until dead, one at a time, and we were to make notes about the
body and its reactions. He asked us to vote on which one would go first,
second etc.
Chad was the one elected to go first. You could see fear in Chad's eyes as
the TA uncuffed him from the railing and moved him over to another platform -
just three feet to his right. The platform was raised mechanically as the TA
tied Chad's feet together. The rope came out of the ceiling already made into
a noose and was quickly slipped around Chad's neck. Cameras were set up
behind Chad and on every side and monitors were placed strategically
around the room so we could watch the body reflexes. As soon as the knot
had been secured under Chad's left ear, the platform fell the five feet it
had gone up and Chad was kicking his feet in thin air. He was violently
convulsing and his face started to turn red and then his eyes started to
expand and his tongue stuck out and started to swell. He clearly could be
heard to gurgle and finally after about five minutes stopped swinging.
His cock shot a huge load and at the end, we could see the sphincter muscle
had lost its elasticity and relaxed letting Chad mess the area around him.
Quickly he was brought down and dumped into a cardboard box as Tim was placed
on the platform and the process was repeated. Tim however, struggled for much
longer. His thick neck with all those muscles from football kept him from
strangling quite as fast and he clearly breathed for a lot longer. His heart
raced and even when it looked like he was still Prof had me go up and with
the stethescope find his heart still beating. However, when checked three
minutes later it had stopped. Tim dribbled urine down his legs and off
his toes once he was dead. Tim's body was thrown into the same cardboard
box which Chad was already in - their warm bodies lying close to each
other and I thought "what a waste when they could have been together
with their impressive equipment in life!"
Bruce was next - he was taken over to a stair well - at the top there was a
platform. He stood tied with the rope around his neck only a second before
the platform separated into two and Bruce went hurtling down with a sudden
snap of his neck just before he touched the floor. He breathed for some time
and he shot a huge load as his body was still swinging around but it was
obvious that his elongated neck and demeanor meant that he had not felt
after the drop.
Bill was next and he also mounted to the platform on the stairs which Bruce
had taken. Prof told Bill that it would be quick and painless but Bill was
a body builder and thus there was no snap of the neck when he dropped from
the platform and you could tell that Bill was still very much alive as he
writhed around while he choked to death.
Of course Guy knew it was his turn next. Before he mounted the rising
platform, Prof told Guy he would be the skeleton for next year's class.
He told us that James had been a member of last year's class - the last one
to go last year and it would be Guy's honor to be part of next year's class.
He asked Guy to make a little speech but Guy could hardly talk. After
watching the others he said to us "You bastards, why did you elect me?"
and as he was saying the last word, the platform disappeared into the floor
leaving him swinging free. As we left the room, Guy was still swinging and
Dave was getting ready to cut him down. There was a gurney on which his
body would be laid out in preparation for getting a perfect specimen of
a skelton for next years class.
Prof had warned us that none of us were to indicate what went on in his
class because he said there would be alot of people interested and curious.
I never did hear anyone once say anything about what happened that day and
I often wondered how the disappearance of all those students form one class
would be explained but no one seemed to question it - did these guys not
even have significant others or family? I guess not because I watched
the following year as a new class started out and picked out the guys I
would have voted for - beautiful hunks!
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I didn't write this story, but I posted it with the author's permission.
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