Angel Lust

Many, many, many years ago, when I was an intern, I worked for a lovely gay necrophile. From here on out I'll call him Kevin. I learned recently that he has passed on, so I wanted to honour him by sharing my favourite story from the time we spent together.

I was still wet behind the ears in the world of mortuary science when I got the call to pick up the body of a gentleman in his mid 20's who was HIV positive and known to live the PnP lifestyle. In a panic after getting his HIV diagnosis, he hanged himself and wasn't found for several days.

When Kevin and I arrived to this gentleman's house, the smell was overpowering. The body was infested with maggots and wasn't in very good shape. I turned the corner into the kitchen and there he was. Naked, maggots crawling out of his eyes, and fully erect.

I couldn't help but bust out laughing. This was my first week working for Kevin, so I should have been trying to act professional, but the image had to be laughed at. It wasn't that he wasn't well endowed, quite the opposite in fact. The decomposition process had been very generous to that region. Kevin walked in moments later, asking me why I was laughing, then started laughing himself.

The coroner cut him down and we transported him back to the mortuary. I noticed Kevins own member growing as he was working on that region of the body. Later we went out for drinks, as we did most nights. Usually our conversation stayed pretty tame, but that night we had an in depth conversation about corpses with angel lust. He's one one the few people I've ever really liked, and I believe the world was better with him in it.