Autoerotic Asphyxiation

I have been researching autoerotic asphyxiation for this movie I want to make which will be a lot better than that Ken Park bullshit. Since it conflicts with community standards here I had to download it and it was the most worthless piece of bittorrent bullshit.

As this website explains, autoerotic asphyxiation is one of the most bizzare of the paraphilias. The practice involves a precise collusion of suffocation and erotic stimulation, the point being that the brain freaks out in a spectacular fireworks of pleasure when confronted with both a lack of oxygen and an orgasm. Unfortunately, with the practice of self-hanging, much can go wrong and then your parents our your wife walks in and finds you dead with your pants around your ankles, a half-eaten lemon at your side, and maybe a ball-gag lolling on the floor.

What the fuck is up with this website? It catalogs the random online memorial websites of adolescents who have died and includes a lot of boys who have died of autoerotic asphyxiation.

The website links to the personal memorial sites for these boys. Like Jason below...I grabbed that photo of him with that Confederate flag off of the site his mother made for him. Jason was like, fourteen years old.

His mom gives us all some advice on what to watch out for:

Jason had gotten so he didnt want me to go in his room to put his clothes away the last few months he was alive, maybe a year. But I did anyway, but he would say "This is my room mom" and I thought that was just a teenage thing. I never went through his things, I had no reason to, I thought I knew everything he did, there weren't secrets I thought. But after he died, in a drawer in a dresser where he kept toys and baseball gloves, things like that, I found some things in his bottom drawer. T shirts with the bottom cut off, the bottom made into loops and some nylon ropes knotted into nooses. He was collecting military things and had bought a gas mask, I thought nothing of that, but now know he could have used it to shut off his oxygen, i dont know if he did, but he could have. So parents can look for ropes and soft things tied into knots and nooses. Jason didnt use plastic bags but that's another thing some kids use, or towels to pad the rope so marks wont show in their necks. Also the bloodshot eyes, maybe coming out of their room after a "nap" and being groggy acting, or marks on their necks, or wearing high collars. I didnt notice these last things, in fact there weren't obvious clues with Jason, just the things in his room in that drawer. Oh we had an extension rod on our shower, one evening when he was in the shower that fell, it never did before, now looking back he may have been pulling down on it. And he was wanting to stay home alot more lately, again, I thought because of his age, he had always wanted to go with me everywhere, he still did mostly but there were those times he wanted to stay home alone.

I like Stephen T. Connelly's the best. He was like 17 when he died and his parents put up this great website for him that includes a Dave Matthews Band song playing over and over again.




































Stephen was a cute kid. I think there is a weird sort of fucked up collusion that occurs in the mind (that has to deal with both death and orgasm) in thinking of this normal, banal kid choking himself to death in his own closet.

These two dudes are just a couple of other randoms who hung themselves.