My Ampallang Experience
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon Location Indianapolis It's 1995 and I'm eighteen years old. Totally and completely against my will, my friends drag me to a strip club. The nights feature 'Rocki Roads'(fine ass porn star). So in my pathetic attempts to hit on her, I ended up talking to her old washed up male porn star manager. I conversed with this man for a quite some time about the porno industry and all that it entails. Eventually he started to tell me about how he had his dick pierced. I had never heard of anyone doing this before and was quite shocked. I think he just had several frennums. So anyway, this conversation definitely sparked my interest.
Without any real knowledge of the subject, I was picturing myself with a straight barbell that went right through the center of the head sideways. So, I got home that night and jumped online to look up male genital piercings. All I could really find was information about how genital piercings made sex so much better. Shamefully in retrospect, that was all it took for my decision to be made. So now the questions begin...who?where?how?when?
It's now about a week later and I'm traveling about two hours to visit an old friend of mine. I get to her house and her "new boyfriend" is there waiting to meet me. Within the first five minutes of meeting this guy, he tells me that he is a body piercer. The next sentence out of my mouth is "will you pierce my dick?" He says "Sure, you want a P.A.?" I respond with "I don't know what a P.A. is, but I want a barbell that goes sideways through the center of the head of my dick". This guy is totally shocked by now. He says "You want a fucking ampallang?! You don't have ANY other piercings(at the time, I didn't even have my ears pierced) and you want a fucking ampallang?!" I said "Yeah, can you do it now?" This guy got sooo excited that it kind of made me nervous. I later found out that he was just happy to do piercings that aren't navels, tongues, and eyebrows.
So here we go. It's about eleven thirty at night, and we go open up his shop. He tells me that I have to be erect when it gets pierced. I then ask him "you have done this before right?" and the guy says "Yeah, I have done a few". I was content with that. So he sends me to the bathroom with a porno mag and says, "come out when you're ready".
(SIDE NOTE DISCLAIMER: I have NEVER had a problem in my whole entire life obtaining an erection. My little guy was just telling me "HELL NO ASSHOLE". To this day, I contend that he knew he was about to have a hole poked in him, and he just wouldn't cooperate.)
Anyway, about an HOUR later I come out of the bathroom and he and my female friend are both there giggling. So he pulls out the calipers, measures me, and finds the appropriately sized barbell. I'm starting to get a little nervous because I can now see the needle sitting on the table. He pulls out the violet dye and marks the dots. I stand up to look at them and they are a bit low(to much towards the tip). I had him move them back a little so they are a little deeper down the shaft. I sit back down and here we go:
I'm told to take deep breaths ..."One, Two, Three" "#&*@#!"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm sure all the people that have heavy mods are going to laugh at me, and that's okay. But that was probably the most painful thing I've ever felt.
I stood up after he screwed the beads on and I almost fainted. He got me some water and I smoked a cigarette and then I was all right.
So I ended up becoming like best friends with this guy and living with him for two years. Every time he gets drunk he tells people about my ampallang experience. I did find out later that it was in fact his first ampallang piercing.
It's now five, almost six, years later. I still have my ampallang, and many, many, other piercings. After having the ampallang, I decided that no other piercing could even bother me. I went on this six month piercing spree where I did my septum, nipples, tongue, cartilage, p.a., ears, p.a. ... in that order.
At first, my ampallang was a sexual tool, I showed it to people, bragged about it, and had lots of sex. In the last few years, I've grown up a little bit and it's now become a part of me. I would feel like I lost a limb or something if I took it out. I don't even talk about it anymore, show it to people for shock value, or use it to get sex, and honestly I'm somewhat ashamed about the attitude I used to have concerning it.
When I left that piercing shop that night, the piercer told me that if I needed more info than what he had given me, I could go to www.bme.freeq.com and that there would be good information there. Well, I checked out BME when I got home and have been a regular visitor for the last few years. I know I'm not the best writer in the world, but I feel like I owe BME something and need to contribute what I have.
Thanx
Jason