This was the piercing that took me the most courage to ask for.
At A Glance Author Black Star Contact mindbodynexus@bigpond.com IAM Black Star When Two years ago Artist Peter Studio Piercing Urge Location Melbourne Australia Imagine asking someone to shove a needle through the head of your penis. It's crazy when you think about it.
I once made this comment to one of my piercers, and she couldn't give me a rational reason for the impulses she had to just keep doing this stuff either.
As with most spiritual or transcendent experiences, I have learnt that there is no way you can rationally explain them to anyone. There is just a sort of understanding with those who have also experienced them.
It all started after a read the 'Modern Primitives', which although an old book, never seems to date; it's such a great compilation of diverse sub cultural elements.
In sexual experiences I have always cared more about my partner than what I get out of it. I guess my reasoning is: put their needs first and if they do the same for you, some amazing experiences can be shared. At least that's my theory anyway.
>From what I saw in that book the ampallang was one of the prime piercings recommended for erotic stimulation of a women in the 'Karma Sutra'. This was enough for me to consider it.
I had also read however, that it was one of the most dangerous piercings to attempt if you weren't experienced. I had read stories of people who had been pierced too close to corpus callosum, which is the main spongeous tissue that fills with blood in the main body of the penis, and bled from their penis every time they had an erection. I had also read that you had to abstain from sex for at least a month afterward and that it took 6 months to heal properly.
I had also read of a description of having this piercing done where this guy had six people laying their healing hands on him and as he had this piercing done. He described the pain as the most excruciating experience that took his mind on to a transcendent level.
Genesis P'Orridge in a chapter in Modern Primitives said that it was the best piercing to have done and he rarely found a woman that did not find it pleasurable. His partner Paula had also said that it definitely felt better than the Prince Albert. When Paula said that it felt like being fingered and fucked at the same time, I thought I have got to have this one! I did at the time also note with interest that Genesis suggested that one should get both of these if you were going to do it properly, a fact that I logged in the back of my brain for future reference.
It was recorded in that book that the Dyak women from Borneo would not have sex with a man unless he had one of these piercings. The bigger the ends the better. Must have pretty amazing effects!
I had been tattooed and this did not hurt, my nipple peircings did, but the claimed extreme pain factor did concern me. Once again I decided to test it out.
One night I gave myself a full erection, then taking the needle I pushed it into the side of my penis head, to my amazement it didn't hurt. So elated, I kept pushing.
As the needle passed through the side of the urethra, I felt a sting right down through the center of my cock to the base, which was so intense a stimulation that I ejaculated, but this was not all!
Blood just shot out of the top of my dick like a fountain.
It just gushed out.
Reflexly I also pulled the needle out and it started to spurt like a fine stream out of the hole in the side of the head as well.
The stories of permanent bleeding flooded through may mind.
Then my first aid training flashed into my mind just as fast.
Yes, apply pressure! The cardinal rule for stopping a bleed. If you apply firm enough pressure then clotting can start, if you hold it hard enough it can't bleed.
It also came to me that if my erection stopped, then so would the blood pressure flow.
As this point in time my erection didn't need much encouragement to go down!
Eventually the bleeding did stop, my penis was covered in a clotted mass of blood. I decided not to wash it, just covered it with tissues and put on underpants and tracksuit pants and went to sleep. Hoping by the morning things would be okay.
When I went to the toilet to next day some residue blood came out but it was ok.
The side of my penis had a red mark which I massaged Aloe Vera and Vitamin E into knowing these where great healers and prevented scarring. It healed up really well, a point that made me realize that it would heal quickly one later day.
Later that week I had an erection, I panicked a little, but when no blood came out I sighed, relieved that I had survived my little adventure and vowing I would never do this again.
It almost a year after this episode before I actually approached the piercing studio about this piercing.
I had learnt that you needed to ask the person how many of these piercings they had done. The more experienced the better. I seemed satisfied and then took the plunge. I made the appointment for later that week.
I couldn't back out now.
I had the week to prepare and psyche myself for this.
It had been about 2 months since my nipple piercings.
During the day I told my Gothic friend I worked with what I intended to do. She said, 'you are going to do what!
I had always thought she was fairly open minded, and she was, but I think some of my antics had started to freak her out.
After all, every month I seemed to be delving into something bizarre, SM scenes etc.
The evening came and I left work early to make sure I wouldn't be late. I was really psyched for this one.
I walked in there. After signing the forms I had to then choose the ends on the barbells. Those barbells looked so wide!
That surgical steel always has a very clinical feel. Okay 'what ends' he said, encouraging me to make a decision. Obviously seeing I was nervous he said 'not these' pointing to the spikes. I laughed, great line under pressure I thought.
'We normally put some anesthetic gel on'.
Taking a deep breath in I said, 'No I want to fully experience all of this',
Then they had me get up on the bench and take down my pants.
Because I thought the ampallang was going through the urethra I was worried I might ejaculate as before, how embarrassing!
So when he was about to do the piercing I asked him whether anyone ejaculated during this piercing. He looked at me with this funny look and said 'normally that would be the last thing on peoples minds'. To this day I'm still not sure what he thought by now. Pain slut?
Later as I got to know them I realized they respected me, this made a difference.
Then they marked my penis with two spots, the in and exit marks. Then on went the clamp. Then I saw the needle covered with the brown antiseptic gel they use poised to strike like some preditorial beast.
My god this is really going to happen. I must be insane, what am I doing?
Reality, in its most crystal clear form, hits you.
This time I was determined to see it all. It was a big moment in my life; I wanted to be fully there.
I sat up and started breathing deeply in and out, then a bit of pain and there was the needle, all the way through.
I could see the point, sticking out. 'How is it' he asked his assistant, 'bulls eye I'd say' she said. Then they slid the bar over and screwed down the ends. Peter put a rubber glove over my cock and bound it there with elastic bands.
Although the piercing didn't hurt that much, oh did it throb during the week.
I kept rubber gloves on over the tissues that I put over my cock to absorb the blood, and there was alot of it. It bled for about 4 days, and quite alot.
But I had already experienced an uncontrolled bleed; at least this was one from a correct procedure.
Every time I washed my penis it seemed to dissolve the clots and encourage the bleeding again. But I knew I had to use the sterile wash, no way was I going to risk infection. I decided to seal the area around the piercing by covering it with aloe Vera gel. Aloe Vera forms a film that seals when it dries, it was an organic coating which stops the blood from leaking into your dressings. Anything to stop that blood.
I even asked a Reiki Master friend to channel some physical healing to me. It helped too.
As people say to you 'try not to get an erection.' You think up the weirdest things, or whatever doesn't turn you on. Some people say think of rotten vegetables, animals screwing - you get some pretty weird suggestions. Or, you keep the mind on a very pure non-physical aesthetic level.
This was the easier option because of my vast meditational and magic training.
You really do get sick of that bleeding, enough already!
After 4 days one morning I felt I was going to have a hard erection. This time I thought, no I'm not going to suppress it; I'm going to let it happen.
If it bleeds I can run to the bathroom. Something I had got used to, but sick of.
My cock stung a little, but hey the seals held. It felt amazing seeing that bar through my head. It looked really beautiful. Like it always should have been there, maybe from a past life. Now the piercing belonged to me. I had fought for it and had won it.
When I walked down the road later that day, I smiled to myself.
I had a special secret - something that not many guys owned and I felt proud of it.
When I look at pictures on this BME site of guys hanging by hooks from their chest, I think, shit I am tame as compared to these guys!
But it has been a big deal for me to have all this done, and I think that everyone finds their own level at various points of their life.
I feel I have already been part of alot of those tribal mod experiences in one of my last lifetimes.
I do really respect these people for what they are doing.
But for me, in this time and place, this is pretty cool.......