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Silicone Injection Interview

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While he was more famous for GRS procedures and the controversy that came from his medical ethics and techniques, Dr. Ronald Brown 1 was also a well-known figure in the body modification world, thanks to his connection with Jack Yount.

Having tracked him down after hearing about the procedure he performed on Fakir Musafar (ligament cutting) Jack became a patron to Brown, arranging discrete meetups throughout the United States with willing clientele interested in getting the atypical surgical modifications that the Doctor was offering.

One of the more aesthetically shocking modifications that Brown was known for was silicone enhancement; usually of the penis and scrotum. While some patients wanted a ‘slightly bigger than average’ increase, others chose to go further, radically reshaping their genitals to the extreme- hyperbole made flesh.

The client in this video briefly explains what it’s like to have silicone in his penis.

There have been a lot of articles written on Doctor Brown; even a documentary filmed calling him the world’s worst surgeon. It’s not my intention to defend or vilify him or his technique; just to present examples of the surgeries he performed in the context of preserving that period of body modification history. There are severe health risks associated with the procedure and in 1992 The Food and Drug Administration banned direct injections of silicone.


 




 

The day of three operations: Introduction (NSFW)

Preservation is why this site exists.
Taking aging media- photographs, negatives, slides, documents and videos- and making sure that they’re preserved for posterity has been more than just rewarding- it’s been fun. Seeing old faces, hearing the voices of people long since gone from my life and being able to share them with people who care about them has been worth all of the time spent on SD over the course of the last month. With the recent addition of increased storage space I’ve been able to start actively capturing new content for archival/sharing.

tumblr_n0d52wfY7Q1town8so1_500It’s been disheartening to see the condition that some of this stuff is in. Magnetic VHS tapes have a life expectancy of 8-12 years in optimum conditions and some of these have been passed around from owner to owner for years, being played in machines that aren’t running at 100% and generally being considered as a transitory item not a piece of Bodymod history.  This update’s video comes from a 23yo VHS tape. Next week’s video update is from a 30 year old tape. I’m  torn between editing the videos to remove the damaged segments and leaving them intact with the understanding there will be parts of the video that are going to not play very well. In the case of today’s update there was no way to remove the damage without editing out Jack’s introduction; this will sort of set the tone for future updates. It’s better to have poor quality material than lose out on what makes these videos special.

This video was from one of Jack Yount’s 1991 visits to the Mexico clinic of Dr. John Ronald Brown. Dr. Brown was known in some circles as The Modification Doctor, and in others as The World’s Worst Sex Change Surgeon. Despite a horrible reputation, Brown had a large and devoted clientele from the US and Europe who would make the trip to his clinic for GRS and modification work, which often came with complications but still found clients returning for more work or to fix existing projects. While the quality of his surgical was questionable, Brown believed in what he was doing and truly felt that it was a divine mission to help affirm physically how his clients felt inside.

drbrownJack would often bring small groups of surgical devotees with him on his trips to Mexico as well as arranging with the Doctor to make house calls in his Zephyrhills, Florida home. This trip saw a eunuch having his scrotum removed, a castration, a 1lb stainless steel ball being inserted into Jack’s scrotum and finishes up with Jack having the top of his glans surgically split. The stainless steel ball implant- the third in Jack’s scrotum- ultimately caused serious complications that resulted in the amputation of his scrotum. While nothing was ever confirmed the theory was the teflon coating covering the balls cracked, causing abrasions inside of his scrotum which led to infection and ultimately gangrene.  I’ve captured the entire tape for archival but I’m not sure what level of graphic content is appropriate for this blog nor the level of interest readers have in that sort of thing. Use the comments section and let me know what you think.


Jack Yount

This article was originally published on BME’s Modblog, 05/10/2013 and edited 01/11/2014.
While it’s my goal to treat Sacred Debris as a history repository, I’m not a writer. An oral historian, perhaps, but not a trained writer who can separate themselves from the stories they write. I’d love to be able to offer you a historical snapshot of who Jack Yount was, with references and footnotes- but to me, Jack is a memory, the simplest thought of whom brings a smile to my face. He had a sweetness in his voice that made all of the extraordinary things and people he introduced me to seem totally conventional. So you’re left gleaning what you can out of my initial interaction with someone who became one of the most significant figures in my life.

 

Rasmus_Nielson-1-797321Jack was born John Andrew Yount on Sep 15, 1926. When he was nine years old, his parents took him to the circus where he saw the infamous strongman Rasmus Nielsen 1. Rasmus was a circus sideshow performer; a three-in-one blacksmith, tattooed man and strongman. Had that been all, he may have still influenced young Jack- but thankfully Rasmus had set himself apart from other tattooed men with the addition of tongue, septum and nipple piercings which he hung weights off of to the shock, horror and delight of 1930s circus goers. Seeing Rasmus swing weights from his pierced nipples never left Jack and in the 1950s while attending college Jack read about a student at a rival school who had spent a summer in Europe studying and ended up traveling around with gypsies. When he was finished with his semester abroad they threw him a party and pierced his ear which made a splash in the local papers. A friend of Jack’s who had served in the Navy decided that they “we’re not going to let them get away with all this, are we?” and Jack and twelve or so of his fellow students decided to pierce their left ears.

stanley-kubrick-1940s-new-york-photographs-07Six months later Jack, remembering Rasmus, figured that if piercing his ear didn’t hurt.. maybe his nipples wouldn’t either and with that in mind used a darning needle to pierce his nipples. Earrings were inserted and with that, Jack became a piercer. Word discretely got out and Jack began piercing friends, and then friends of friends. By the time I met him  he was already a Master Piercer with thirty years of experience, working under the name of Mr. Jay.

I was a teenager then; fifteen years old with a few tattoos that my mom had lied about my age for me to get. Piercing was something I had experimented with when I was much younger but at the time there was no real outlet for. There weren’t openly advertised piercing shops unless you lived in San Francisco, LA or some other big city and here I was smack in the center of Florida, not old enough for a driver’s license but still wanting pierced. While at Bud Pierson’s ANCIENT ART tattoo in Orlando I inquired with Bud about piercing. Not spooked by my age he said that yes, he did occasionally do it, but didn’t like to, and why don’t I just talk to Jack Yount about it? He lived closer to me than Ancient Art, and I think you two would get along. Bud scheduled my tattoo appointment to coincide with Jack’s, and soon I was to meet the man who influenced my life in ways that I still can’t fully articulate. I didn’t really know what to expect, but when I walked into the room to see Bud tattooing the very upper inner thigh of a cotton haired 63 year old… that wasn’t it. The first thing I noticed was that Jack looked like he was someone’s grandfather. The second were the 00g rings he was wearing in his stretched and tattooed nipples (which were easily 1″ by then). The third was that he was wearing a lycra thong that contained a penis bigger than a coke bottle.

Obviously I knew right then and there that Bud was right. We would get along just fine. I introduced myself, telling him that Bud had recommended him for piercing, and I know it’s weird that I’m only fifteen but my parents are right outside and if he were to talk to them they’d give consent for sure…Jack waited patiently for my breathless run on sentence to finish up, smiled and said “Why don’t you all come out to my place in Zephyrhills. We’ll make a day out of it.” And we did. That first visit, my parents came with me. I can’t really express the surreality of my folks- my Dad a farmer who’s nickname was the Gator and my Mom a tiny spunky Southern Baptist- in a house filled wall to wall with homoerotic art and giant framed portraits of naked pierced and tattooed men. Needless to say- they fell in love with Jack too.

jacknipplesMy first piercing from him was my nipple. This was a different time and place than the modern standard of Body Piercing; Jack worked out of his home. He’d offer you sweet tea, maybe an eskimo pie and even injectable anesthetics. “Piercing is brutal. It’s better to feel a small prick than a big one, right?” Jack did almost all of his piercings with 2% xylocaine injections beforehand. He also started most piercings at a minimum of 10g and larger if the customer asked.

While my parents sat by the pool, Jack showed my brother and I his ‘modification album’. By this point I had already tracked down every available PFIQ, Body Art and Piercing World Magazine I could get my hands on but this… this was the holy grail. Somewhere along the road, Jack had developed an interest in ‘Modifications’. I had never really heard the word in that context before; this was when the most extreme thing anyone had ever seen was Carl Carroll’s bisected penis in Modern Primitives, and here’s a whole album of things that made that look like a starter set. “This- that’s my friend Rudy. He has 1000cc of silicone in his bag. The Doctor did this last visit. Oh. That’s my friend Bill. We split his cockhead a few years ago”. Every consecutive photograph blowing my mind with Jack smiling, telling us personal anecdotes about the men in the album. It was surreal in how quaint it was. It never felt weird or creepy which considering the circumstances could have easily been the case. By the time we left Jack’s place we had made a new friend and followup appointments for  PA piercings. Thankfully Jack didn’t make me bring my parents for that one! As our friendship grew he started introducing my brother and I to a collection of modification marvels; men with penises and scrotums so full of silicone they had to have custom pants tailored; men with perfectly surgically formed vaginas who weren’t transgendered; eunuchs, nullos, amputees… every visit to Jack’s house was special.

jackmodifiedJack himself had an impressive selection of surgical body modifications:
He had been castrated; he had his suspensatory ligament cut. He had large amounts of silicone injected into his penis (which was also subincised with a surgically split/reshaped glans) and scrotum (which contained several silicone coated stainless steel balls) and chest which was also augmented with estrogen therapy to help grow breasts. His left index finger tip had been amputated and he was tattooed from neck to toe. Before amputating his scrotum he was having issues with conventional toilets, so he had his urethra rerouted between his scrotum and anus and towards the end of his life he ever started stretching his ear lobes.

Through Jack I met his apprentice Mike Natali- who also went on to be a big influence in my life- as well as Brian Skellie  and countless others who helped shape the person I’ve become.  I learned about art and culture, music and gardening. Jack became family, a surrogate grandfather who not only taught me how to split a penis but how to be an adult. He quietly influenced a generation of modification fans via his influence on me and my connection with Shannon/BmeExtreme. He passed away in Hospital in Copenhagen Denmark on Jul 15, 1995 at the age of 68.

I’m not sure what he’d make of modification today with it being more aesthetic than sexual and more public than private, but I’d give anything to be able to talk to him one more time, about my life and my adventures in a world he helped introduce me too.
Thank you Jack, for everything.

As always, if anyone has any followup questions they’d like to ask about Jack- throw them in the comments section.

For more on Jack: BME/News SPC video of Jack. 

Jack Yount Silicone Genital Enhancement Session One

Dr. John Ronald Brown (July 14, 1922 – May 16, 2010) was known as the “World’s Worst Sex Change Surgeon” in some circles. To others he was the Modification Doctor; a surgeon willing to do procedures that others weren’t. From his private offices in San Francisco and his clinic in Mexico he became a beacon of hope for transsexuals who didn’t meet the criteria for sexual reassignment surgery candidacy through established programs by offering his services to anyone who could afford them regardless of their clinical diagnosis. For early surgical modification devotees, Dr. Brown would offer his services out of the clinic, hotel rooms or living rooms depending on the complexity of the operation.

The State of California revoked his license to practice medicine along with Hawaii, Alaska and the Island of Saint Lucia, which ironically freed him from questions of medical ethics though not of legality. In 1990 Doctor Brown served nineteen months in prison for practicing medicine without a license, and in 1999 was convicted of second degree homicide after amputating the leg of a 77 year old client suffering from apotemnophilia.

Despite being well known for his gender reassignment surgeries, Dr. Brown had a successful sideline in extreme aesthetic surgeries performed on men interested in body modification. In meeting Jack Yount he was reintroduced to a community of men who wanted procedures outside of the thresholds of AMA and legal allowances. Brown had previously performed an operation on Fakir Musafar, cutting his suspensory ligament, but Jack and his peers went for more extreme modifications.

One of which was silicone injections directly into the penis and scrotum, often to gigantic proportions. Brown would occasionally travel to Jack’s Zephyrhills, Florida home to do ‘modification parties’ to add more and more silicone to a list of happy clients. This video, recorded in direct address after his first round of injections, was sent to others considering getting the silicone procedure done. Before his death in 1995, Jack would have Dr. Brown inject 100s of CCs (possibly thousands) into his penis, scrotum, chest and eyebrows, radically reshaping his anatomy.

Due to his procedures being done primarily underground using techniques and materials not endorsed by the AMA, the safety of Brown’s procedures is as best, questionable. Anecdotally the men with direct silicone injections that I met through Jack/Brown had no unexpected problems, with some of the older clients sitting at 20+ years since initial injection, but I would seriously question the long term potential side-effects of silicone enhancement.

Brown is a controversial figure who’s technique is said to have earned him the nickname of ‘Butcher Brown’ in the transexual community, but he remained an affable fellow to a great number of those who sought him out for modifications. He died in prison on 16th May 2010. My attempts to visit him were turned down.

This video was previously published on SPCONLINE and BMENEWS.