Ampallang and PA 20 years later

At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon Artist Jim Ward Studio Gauntlet Location Old Gauntlet studio in West Hollywood

Around june 1980 I became interested in piercing through ads in Easy Rider magazine. Although my wife wasn't interested, one of our playmates wanted to get her nipples pierced. The idea gave me a woody.

So, one afternoon we went off to Gauntlet knowing nothing, to see about this piercing thing. We went on my Harley, which I later found out was not too bright an idea.

Inside the shop, which was clean looking, we found what looked like a jewelry shop with odd magazines around and pierced people hanging out. A tall, thin, bearded man (Jim Ward) greeted us and asked what we needed. My friend Rina said she wanted her nipples pierced. Jim said to come in back, and for Rina to remove her top and bra. he looked at her nipples, and measured them with a caliper, and spent some time marking and remarking them. This was exciting! Finally he clamped her left nipple and went to get some jewelry. After a few minutes he returned with the needle and jewelry in dishes of blue liquid.

Jim washed his hands in water and then Betadine and went to work (this was pre AIDS and rubber gloves) He pushed the needle through Rina's thimble-sized, very turgid, purple nipple. She gasped and her hands fluttered. I asked how she was doing and she said it was like a giant pinch. She gasped again when the ring went through.

The second nipple was similar, but this time Rina decided to let all the pain out in a big scream. Jim didn't even flinch, and the needle went through the right one like a nail through tire casing.

By now I was sporting major wood. Rina was shaking a little but she said she was better because there was no more to go. She had to go pee immediately after.

Jim turned to me and asked "How about you?" I said I hadn't even thought about it, and didn't think I was in shape to get anything. He said your cock makes a liar out of you. We both laughed.

I was a bit embarrassed, but asked what he recommended. He said a PA. I didn't even know what he was talking about. He explained it, and I thought it was cool, but what else was there. I liked the look of the pierced nipple, transfixed by metal. He asked if I wanted my nipples done and I said no, I wanted a bar through my dick.

Jim said that was called an ampallang, but was a very tough advanced piercing. I was a biker and figured I was up for anything!

I said OK, and he asked if I was sure. I said I was (fool).

He told me to take off my jeans and shorts, and sit on the table. I still had a hard on, but he smiled and said that was OK because he needed to measure for the bar. Jim mnanipulated my dick while he marked it and then used the caliper over the marks.

He said he usually put a 14 ga barbell through. From bike spokes, I thought that was pretty small, so I asked did he have anything in 12 or 10 ga. Jim showed me a 10 ga and it looked too damn huge for my willy, so we agreed on 12 ga.!!

I signed some forms, and Jim told me to go to the bathroom, and get rid of anything I could. I took a last whiz and had a big drink of water.

By this time Rina had come back in and was astounded to find out what I was doing. She said my wife Anne was going to freak. I said yeah, but I was going ahead.

I could tell Rina was excited by the scene, when Jim started working on my dick again remarking and sterilizing it. He put some goop on a q-tip and stuck it gently down my urethra (!!) and left it to "numb up a bit". Rina was holding my hand and staring at my dick. Right through it? she asked. Yep. I started to get some butterflies when Jim returned with what looked like a sharp 20 penny nail and a gold fountain pen in a dish. He took the q-tip out of my dick, and asked if I was ready. I said yeah and took a couple of deep breaths.

Jim took hold of my shrinking dick and on my last breath, pushed the needle slowly through the head of my cock. I was speechless with pain for the first second and bellowed "SHIT!! GODDAMMIT!!FUCK!!" I also crunched poor Rina's hand leaving it very black and blue.

Jim looked up at me as sweat burst out of my pores. I looked down and there was this steel spike right through the head of my penis. Did it ever throb! Rina was white faced, but I could see the moisture on her upper lip that always signified sexual interest.

Jim picked the big gold bar out of the blue solution dried it and took off one ball. He pushed the needle out of my dick with the barbell, which hurt like a mother but not as bad as the needle.

I had to lie down for awhile because I was so shakey. We finally paid up and jim put a tissue and a condom on my poor dick.

He gave us excellent care instructions, and warned me I would probably really bleed sometime in the next day or night and not to panic.

The first big problem, was getting home. I was sore, and the big Harley's vibration, so pleasant before, was killing me now. At least it had an electric starter, so I didn't have to kick it!

Finally we made it, and I told Rina to go, I had to lie down. She wanted to have sex, but there was no way for me.

Despite that she removed her clothes and did a sexy dance for me , displaying her newly pierced nipples. I started to get hard, and then the pain became quite intense. I felt funny, and noticed the condom was filling with blood. I got up and got ice and packed my willie in it. Gradually the bleeding subsided. Rina left bemused and unsatisfied.

The next two weeks were tough with swelling and bleeding, and soaking and washing constantly. I just stayed home and took care of my penis.

My wife returned from her trip to see relatives in France about that time. Anne was horrified. She wanted it out, but I refused.

I couldn't have sex for 5 weeks. I couldn't beat off, but slowly convinced my wife to try gentle intercourse. At least a hard-on didn't threaten to bleed me out!

She gave in, after much coaxing, and complained the entire time about how much it hurt. I didn't care, my dick felt two feet long.

She wanted me to take it out for intercourse, but I told her not for a year.

It did take a year or so to heal. Finally!

My wife finally got used to the barbell, but never really liked it. I loved it! I learned tricks with it, like positions where I could get sideways into her vagina and stimulate her urethra with one of the balls. She loved that and really got off on it, but would never admit it.

Anne still wanted me to take it out. I eventually put a piece of plastic string trimmer line in the hole during intercourse. That kept the hole open, but caused no sensation to my wife.

I decided to stretch the hole, and worked up to a 10 ga and then 8 ga barbells. I didn't want to go any larger, but I wanted to try and get my dick longer.

A guy I met a Gauntlet told me to take the spring out of a radiator hose, put it over my penis, and secure it with a barbell. I tried it. I couldn't take it for very long at first, but beating off with it on there was fun. In time I could wear the spring for a couple of hours at a time. The hole in my glans started to elongate, and I had to go to a 4 ga barbell. Fortunately, my penis gained nearly 2 inches in length for a permanent increase. This took about 2 years of play.

The upside of the extra length, was that now I could reach my wife's cervix with a ball and stimulate her that way when she'd let me wear my jewelry at all during sex.

When my wife eventualy declined all intercourse with me and insisted on oral play only, I started using a vacuum pump on my penis.

I currently do this about 4 times a week for and hour or so. Ive gained about an inch and a half in penile diameter. Plus, it feels really good despite having a purple dick all the time!

After 20 years with my ampallang, I would do it again in a heartbeat. Despite my wife's objections, I've had a lot of pleasure out of it. My young colleagues at work, have seen it when we go exercise at the gym , and think I'm the coolest old fart they know! I've lost all genital modesty. At a pool party, the girlfriend of my assistant noticed it through my Speedos and asked me if it was what she thought it was. I showed her.

The size of the bar and the size of my dick left her speechless.I heard about it at work the next day though!

I've got a PA as well, that is very stimulating during intercourse, but the ampallang will always be my favorite.

A few hours of pain is little enough cost for a lifetime (Well at least 20 years!!) of great pleasure.