F**K That Hurt
| At A Glance |
| Author | Camdon |
| Contact | SChardtail@aol.com |
| When | A month ago |
| Artist | Rusty Watson |
| Studio | Enok's |
| Location | Murrells Inlet, SC |
Why the nipples?
After getting my navel pierced approximately six weeks prior, I decided to get my nipples pierced. There are several reasons why I decided on nipples. Number one; I love nipples (yours, mine, and anybody's). Number two; I wanted another piercing but did not want it in a public place. Number three; I thought it would be cool. Number four; it would give me a reason to show my nipples off to females. Number five; I love nipples.
My mind is set to do this.
My wife and I discussed my getting my nipples pierced. She was against it because she thought they did not look good on a man. She was also concerned about our two sons seeing them. I did some research and found that in my opinion males with circular barbells (horseshoes as I call them) are attractive piercings. My wife's friend agreed that they look good and told my wife that she should let me get my nipples pierced. I am the type of person that if I set my mind to do something I am going to do it or die trying. So now I have made up my mind to get my nipples pierced and the only thing left to do is to go and get pierced again.
On the road to Enok's again!
One Friday morning I decided to go and get the nipples pierced. I told my boss that I needed to leave work at twelve to take care of some business and he says no problem and lets me off at twelve. I take off driving to Enok's which is an hour and a half away. The whole time I'm driving my heart is racing and my adrenalin is pumping in anticipation. There are two main thoughts on my mind during the trip down there; one is that my wife is going to kill me and the other is, I hope that they have got something smaller than the twelve gauge they used on my navel. And after what seems like an eternity I arrive at Enok's.
Back at Enok's
The usual counter attendant (Iliyah) was not at the counter and the artist (Rusty) was building new benches in the waiting area. Turns out Rusty used to be a carpenter by trade. Rusty asked if he could help me and I told him that I wanted to get my nipples pierced. He told me go in the first room on the left and let Iliyah know that I was there. I go in the room and Iliyah is partially obscured behind a mountain of stuff, talking on the phone and browsing the Internet at the same time. Iliyah comes out acting like he has consumed too much caffeine as usual and asks "what's up dude?" So I tell him and he naturally asked to see my nipples and he says wow man you've got small nipples and he tells Rusty too look at how small my nipples are. Turns out that they just got some 16 gauge horseshoes in earlier that day and Iliyah holds one up near my nipple to see how they would look. They look like they will work just fine with my small nipples so he tells me to walk next door to th e Subway and get two cups off ice if I wanted it to hurt less. I gladly go to the Subway and two cups off ice, come back inside and he places the ice in two bags, tells me to take off my shirt and hold the ice to my nipples for about fifteen minutes. So here I am sitting in the waiting area holding two bags of ice to my nipples watching Rusty build benches. My nipples and hands are freezing and I'm thinking that the freezing sensation on my nipples is worse than the actual piercing is going to be. Boy was I ever wrong!
In the chair again.
They tell me it has been long enough, that I should have frost bite by now, to go ahead into the piercing room. Rusty lays me back in the chair and cleans my nipple with a solution on a swab. It was an usual feeling having someone (much less a guy) clean my nipples. I don't know if my nipples became aroused because they were frozen solid and were as stiff as the cones on Madonna's "like a virgin" outfit. Rusty marked both nipples and even re-marked one of them because he was not satisfied with the layout. After marking them he had me stand while he rechecked the markings. Next he had me lay back in the chair again and he began to place the clamp on my right nipple. He positioned and repositioned the clamp about three times and finally got the marks lined up straight. Rusty picked up a clean, sterile, unopened needle and showed me that it had been autoclaved. He then opened the needle and held it dangerously close to my nipple. Rusty said "you know the routine don't you?" I s aid yep, and with that being said and done he pushed what felt like a twenty penny nail through my nipple. What the hell happened to one, two, three, push? It was what you call "white hot pain". I saw a brilliant flash of white light as the pain exploded through my nipple. My right leg jerked skyward and my entire back arched as if I had been hit with a defibrillator. All that I could say was DAMN! Rusty chuckled and said "man I thought you were coming out of that chair." I said "that was a rush". And Rusty said "a rush huh?" I told him that it hurt a lot more than my navel did, and he told me that he knew it was going to but he was not going to tell me so. (Thanks Rusty) so now he says the worst part is over and all we have to do is put in the jewelry. Placing the jewelry in was a little painful but not unbearable.
Now for the good news.
Remember I was planning on getting both nipples done. I had already paid so I jokingly asked if I could have a refund on the second one. Rusty had some good news and informed me that the second one did not hurt nearly as bad as the first one. Boy that was music to my ears because I am not going to lie, the first one hurt like hell. The second one was not nearly as bad. I just moaned and groaned while he pierced my left nipple. No convulsions this time. They took some pictures of my newly pierced nipples and told me that they looked awesome with the 16 gauge horseshoes. After I got dizzily got up out of the chair they made me sit in the waiting room for fifteen minutes went over the after care instructions and gave me a Blow-Pop sucker to consume while I waited. After fifteen or so minutes they told me I was free to go or I could hang around with them for a while. I opted to leave because I was in desperate need of a cigarette and a Mountain Dew.
Surprise honey!
I made it home fine, but by the time I got home the adrenaline had wore off and man was I sleepy. I hit the bed and crashed. A couple of hours later my wife came home from work and woke me up. She asked if I felt alright and I told her that I did that I was just tired. With my back to my wife, I took my shirt off and turned around. She covered up her face with a pillow and kept saying, no, no, no. After the initial shock wore off she was very pleased with the way they look.
Three weeks later
It has been three or four weeks now and they are healing better and faster than my navel did. All I do is wash them once or twice a day with antibacterial soap while in the shower and clean them three or four times a day with either Clinical Care or Bactine. My wife loves them and so do I. The piercings have made my nipples hyper sensitive and I love it when someone plays with them. Whether you are male or female if you are considering getting your nipples pierced, I would highly recommend it.
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