Um- in a way, but its not quite the terminology I'd use.
Orgasms n the past have been referred to as "little deaths" and in Shakespeare's time "she died" was a euphemistic term for fenale sexual pleasure, so already we have a link.
Many schools of thought, from Tantra to Satanism have viewed the moment of orgasm as a moment of transendence. Through ecstacy we escape, for a moment, our earthly shackles, we forget who we are, physical boundaries cease to matter. In a way it's like leaving the corporeal behind, which I personally often imagine, is what death must feel like.
Orgasm, or at least ejaculation, is also connected with pro-creation, the moment of conception, and in a sense is the highest achievement of human existence- its the reason we are here. Thus birth, sex, and death can be seen as the most intense and purposeful experiences we have. We fulfil our purpose (to reproduce) and then we die. Its not so much sexiness, but intensity, which feels pleasurable because it links in to our basic, animal desire.
Being close to death can also feel sexy- there's a long held theory that when a couple are in extreme danger they will feel the urge to copulate in one last ditch attempt to pro-create before they are wiped off the planet for good- something action films take great advantage of.
Death in itself, or the moment of death, can arouse sexual feelings. Infamously a hanged man will often ejaculate at the moment his neck snaps (actually he will also often pee himself, but that's beside the point), many people have fetishes (often quite dangerous fetishes) which take them closer to death- the choking fantasy (a partner uses their hands or a device to take you to the point of strangulation, or if you're really stupid you try and do it during masturbation and probably suceed in actually killing yourself) adds to the feeling of helpless transendence experienced during orgasm, of being taken on a wave of pleasure towards death (helplessness is also sexy, and in whose hands could we be more helpless than the Grim Reaper's?).
I wouldn't say death is sexy. I would say sex and death are inseperably intertwined- much art play on the fact: Munch's painting "Madonna" shows a figure which can be interpreted as being either in the throws of sexual ecstacy, or in a crucifixion pose. Many Gothic tales: Bram Stokers Dracula and Sheridan Le Fanu's (truly fantastic) "Carmilla" are the most obvious examples- and modern horror films have followed suit in often making the deadly killer far more seductive than the clean-cut life-representing hero. The idea of someone with power over life and death is horribly attractive.
Death, at times, is dangerously sexy.
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wow just wow
by davoomac on July 17th, 2006
A very impressive answer!
by whippet on February 21st, 2007