"What's up with my Nipples?" or "I thought we were getting Beer?"
At A Glance
Author Ranger
Contact ldranger69@yahoo.com
When Three months ago
Artist Henry
Studio 23rd St. Body Piercing
Location Oklahoma City, OK
I don't know exactly when I decided to have my nipples pierced. You see, I wanted to have one piercing done every year. First it was my eyebrow, then I dropped off one year, then I had my Frenum done. I had to make up for the year I missed. "Hmm, what to do, what to do. I know! I'll check out BME!"

It all started when I was looking through the different pix on BME. There were all kinds of things I was interested in, but nothing really caught my eye. I clicked on the section with all the nipple pictures. Something in my heart began to beat with a passion. You know how you get that feeling when you just know when something is right, well that's what it was like for me when I saw the section on Vertical Nipples. This is what I was looking for and I didn't even know it. Like a lot of other people out there, I have friends with a nipple ring or something along those lines. It looks great and all, but I never really liked the way it looked on me. I didn't want to have something like that done to me if I wasn't going to happy with it. It doesn't make sense to me to do something just because everyone else is doing it. I'm not sure why, I just have to be the "different one" in my circle of friends.

So, as I normally do, I had to have someone go with me to the piercing shop so I don't chicken out and run out the door like a frightened little girl. My first attempt was a total failure, as always. But the second time, was right on the money. I'm not sure why I always have to have someone hold my my hand through the piercing process, it just happens that way. I guess I'm weird like that. Whatever.

We walked into 23rd ST. Body Piercing and I signed the papers that said if my nipples turned black and green and fell off, it's my fault not theirs. Gotta love that part. Henry, he's my piercer, led us into the back. I laid down on the cold surface of, the all too familiar, "table of blood letting." I practiced my breathing, for the time when the needle would push it's way through endless layers of nerve packed skin. *smile/wink* He marked the area for where the needle would enter and exit the nipple and had me look at it in the mirror. I wasn't happy with it at first. I wanted the bars to be slightly deeper than where he had marked them. So he reposition the marks. "How does that look?" Hmm. "Can they be a little deeper?" I always have to be the difficult one, don't I. "They'll have to be at a 12g if you want it to be that deep." I must be insane or something. "O.K." What did I just say? My friend who had come with me, stayed quiet the whole time. I think he was scared.

I laid back down on the table. Henry cleaned the area to be permanently disfigured for life and told me to take a deep breath. I'm used to this by now. "Breath in.....breath out.....breath in.....breath out.....breath in, now blow it out." *slight pain* Wow, that wasn't so bad after all. This is easy. "That was the clamp. Here comes the needle." WHAT!! *stick* The waves of pain mixed with the adrenaline rush was amazing. That was the left side, now let's do the right side. It was, pretty much, the same thing. I'm not kidding when I say, "I laughed through the whole thing." I couldn't stop myself. After the feelings of terror had given way to sheer giddy-ness, I sat up on the table. "Thanks man", I was a little shaky. "No problem. Come back and see us when you're ready for your next one." I think Henry is already plotting my downfall. My friend who came with me said he wanted to come along and see me get pierced because he was thinking of getting one or both of his nipples pi erced. I think this was a good experience for him.

Life, for the next few days, revolved around my nipples. Just like my other piercings, this was something new I had to get used to. The feeling of my nipples being hard all time was, shall we say, interesting. The left one was doing really well. I didn't have any trouble with it at all. The right one, on the other hand, was hyper-sensitive. I could feel the wind. I could feel it when a person walked by, with my eyes closed. My God, I could feel mosquitoes hit my windshield when I was driving. "But I'm much better now."

So now I have 12g Vertical Nipples. Wheee! I have to say that my nipple piercing experience, has been a good one so far. I still say everyone has to decide for themselves if a ANY piercing is right for them on a personal level. Don't go and have something done just because someone else did it and you think it looks cool. It could be a very bad mistake. A mistake you could end up regretting for the rest of you life. My advice would be, talk to people first. Find out what is expected of you during your aftercare. Go on-line and do some research on what you want. You may find out it's not what you thought it was. Visit a Piercing Shop. Ask questions and know what the risks are before you put something in your body that you won't be satisfied with.

Now I have to think about what I want for this year. Hmm. I know! I'll check out BME!


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