I need my head checking (both of them)
At A Glance Author The_Cobra Contact the_fcuked_cobra@hotmail.com When Three months ago Artist Warren Studio Perforations Location Brighton England A little background on me before I tell how I got my amp, and all the little details. I'm an 18y/o male (just thought I'd verify that!). I've only been into body mods for 18months-2yrs. I got my first tattoo when I was 16, shortly followed by my first piercing (eyebrow). Which then went to a nipple to a PA, which although not an extreme piercing, isn't bad for a 3rd ever piercing. That was my 17th birthday. I now have both eyebrows (been done a total of 11 times), septum, 1 cartilage, tragus, scaffold, vertical scaffold, nipple, 8mm tongue, tongue frenum, both hand webs, 8 surface up my leg, ankle, PA, foreskin, frenum and of course my beloved amp. My pride and joy. I wanted an amp for a while, but A) didn't like the fact the foreskin could never go forward again B) feared for the safety of my oh so precious dick C) was happy with my PA D) knew it was gonna hurt like fuck. That didn't appeal to me. For those reasons, I thought an amp would only ever be in my mind, and I woul d never actually get one. Until one day:
I was sitting at home, very bored and I got looking at BME. Well I just decided there and then I was gonna stick a needle through my dick, but I couldn't decide whether to go for an amp, or a reverse prince albert (already had PA) with a single piece of jewellery through the two (turning it into a apadravya) cos it really didn't bother me. I had no certain preference of one over the other. Come to think of it I didn't really like either of them. Well I decided on an amp, purely because it's the pinnacle of male piercing. The ultimate pierce. (oh, and I tossed a coin over it. It really worried me that little which direction I got it)
I popped down to perforations a couple of days later, knowing full well they only did them by appointment, so I thought I'd go and make one. I got in there and they told me they make you wait at least a week, make sure u really wanted it. And they only did them at 4.30 on wednesdays, as this would make it the last piercing (they shut at 5.30) on the least busy day. Well the next wednesday was taken, so I booked in for the one after. The waiting began.
The wednesday finally came round and I was outside when my mobile rang. It was Warren, the owner of perforations, and the guy that was gonna do my amp, telling me he didn't feel so well, and as a result was unwilling to do my amp. He said he would do it any time I wanted, and as they had fucked me about he would do it for free. I was going to work thursday evening, and I didn't wanna have just had a hole put in my dick, so I decided on friday, again at 4.30.
Friday morning came and went. Friday afternoon approached, and so I headed on down to Brighton. After parking (yes I drove, how thick am I??) we began walking towards the shop, continually stopping to buy cakes, choc bars and soft drinks to keep my sugar level high to minimise the risk of me fainting as I met with the most mind numbing pain of my life. Got in the shop, and found it to be fucking busy, which meant I had to wait bout half an hour. During this time of sitting in the waiting room, I went kinda dizzy and got a head rush (similar to if u sniff poppers). I guess this was due to the adrenalin rushing round my body. The time finally came and warren called me down to the piercing room. The head rush suddenly stopped, but worringly, still no fear. I stopped by at the piss hole (I didn't want to do that straight after, not seeingas I can still remember how much my PA hurt to piss). Got in the piercing room, dropped my jeans and plonked my now naked arse on the infamous chair/couch like thing.
I told Warren I wasn't really worried about my other piercings, but I wanted to leave my foreskin ring in, in case I felt the need to tie my foreskin back at any time (it seemed like a good idea til I tried it), so he removed my PA bar and frenum.
Warren spent the next 15 mins or so marking, erasing, re-marking my cock getting the placement as perfect as I like to think my cock is. Eventually he was happy with the dots, so was I, they hadn't hurt!!! Next he took the clamp and began to slowly squeeze the head oh my lovely until it was only 7 or 8mm thick. Ok, now things were getting uncomfortable. A virgin in a brothel would've been more pleasurable, but probably not as rewarding. Eventually the clamps snapped shut and we were all but ready to go (everyone bar me that is).
I told Warren to wait a min while I tried to convince my ever sceptical brain this was a good idea. I told him to start and he slowly pushed the tip of the 2.4 cannular needle into the left hand side of my bell end, until the whole bevel was inside my most sensitive flesh. He said he was ready when I was. I told him I was going to count to 3, and on 3 send a shiver of pain through my whole body. I began counting...
1...
2...
3...ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. MOTHER FUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The needle was through in less time than it'd taken me to finish saying three. And the pain started. Warren removed the needle, leaving only the plastic sleeve sitting squarely right the way through my todger. Suddenly I no longer liked the man who had caused this.
He let me sit there for a bit (after the needle I felt I deserved a break) before he started to insert the jewellery. Being 2.4mm jewellery, and the sleeve being 2.4mm inside diameter the jewellery would not quite fit inside it, so the jewellery was used to push the sleeve out (if that made any sense). This hurt more than a bit. It was around this time I finally worked out why BME scream the benefits of internally threaded jewllery, cos boy oh boy, did external hurt!
After the jewellery was in (no blood as yet - all good) Warren allowed my foreskin to come forwards - we'd already discussed it, and my foreskin just WILL NOT stay back, no matter what, so it had to sit up against the bar. He then wrapped my dick in kitchen roll to catch any blood that might escape later and I, very carefully, pulled my boxers and trousers up. I would say I leapt off the chair, but let's face it, I shuffled. Once I was up and standing the pain was relatively non existent. Much less than I expected, but I found that with my PA and foreskin too.
I stumbled (somehow) back up the stairs towards reception and the exit. I paid (even though he said he'd do it for free, I felt I had recieved decent service and deemed it unfair not to pay as I belive he made the right decision not to perform the piercing on wednesday) and left.
I walked all the way to my car, drove home, got in and got up the stairs. All with pretty much no pain. Then I took a shower. It kinda hurt but nothing unbearable or not to be expected. I dressed again, and didn't bother wrapping it again, as A) It hadn't bled so far, B) the wrapping had come off on way home, and it still hadn't hurt me.
I didn't go out that evening, but instead stayed in doing jack shit. The pain was starting to kick in now. I discovered pissing was ok, rather unlike the razorblade feeling I got while pissing after I had my PA done. I went to bed that night in a bit of pain, but nothing too serious. Obviously I was rather careful with my dick when I got in bed, and I decided to sleep on my back, with my dick safely resting on my stomach.
I awoke half way through the night due to feeling something cold and wet under my arse. A quick investigation into the matter revealed it to be blood. So I moved over to a dry bit of the bed and went back to sleep (hey, I was tired). Next morning I realised just how much blood I had lost. It had gone all the way (upwards!!) through the duvet, through the sheets and through the mattress. A 3rd party reckoned there to be well over a pint and half. Oh well. Shit happens.
During the next day the pain was manageable most of the time, except when I went to piss. If I just pissed it was fine, and only a smidge of pain. However if I pulled the foreskin back off the bar (which must be a good thing, to relieve pressure from the piercing) I got this sharp shooting pain all the way up my dick, sometimes up my whole body. Occasionally it was so bad I simply couldn't stand, and was brought to my knees. This really fucking hurt.
That night it hardly bled at all, but I still had the same problems in the day for the next week or so. But at least it didn't bleed at night any more. Pissing in a public place was really not a good idea, screaming in pain whilst standing next to some 85y/o with a zimmer frame whilst you both have your hands on your cocks was not the most entertaining thought.
After a week or so the pain was relatively little, but I was still getting shit (not literally) on the bar, so getting an early morning stiffie was not a pleasurable idea. But hey, it'd stopped bleeding and I could piss relatively pain free. After 10 days or so my balls were were the size of sprouts (no, something big, erm, footballs) and masturbating wasn't optional, it was manditory. So I did just that. Ok, it bled over the carpet, but all in all it was worth it. I left it a couple of days before I tried again, and this time it was fine, long as I was bit gentle with it.
Exactly 2 weeks after I got it done I went back to Perforations to get the bar changed down to the correct length. I also noticed (as did the guy who changed bar) that the bar had twisted slightly in my head, leaving the holes oval shaped. Oh well, hurt to much to do it again.
A couple of days later, the correct bar installed, pissing carefree, and masturbating now a regular pleasure again I thought I'd strech to a 3.2, in the hope of straightening it out. Stupid I know, but I always have been. So I bought a 3.2 bar. I lubed it well with KY and tried to push it in (I didn't have a taper and there was no way Perforations would strech it so soon). It went in either end but wouldn't go through the inside holes. So back in went 2.4 and I had a wank. With the hole recently streched, and loads of lube just asking to be used I went to push the 3.2 bar in again. It still wouldn't go. So I got pissed off with and shoved harder. Bugger me it hurt, but it went in.
The pain quickly subsided and next day all was fine again. Except this time with a 3.2. But it did work in straightening the hole. I reckon if I take it to 4mm it should be totally straight again. It never hurts now (3 weeks since I had it done), and my orgasms are way more intense (And my partnet said she didn't care how much it hurt, it was worth it. I take that as a good thing). I love this piercing. Ok, so it hurts when they do it. It hurts like fuck for a week. But trust me, it's worth it. In fact, it's so worth it I'm going to get my apadravya done in a week, making it exactly 4 weeks after my amp. If you're considering this piercing, definitely get it. If you're considering any genital piercing and don't mind a bit (a BIG bit) of pain for a week, get it. If you're consdiering any piercing, consider this one. If you're not considering any piercing, it's about fucking time you did!
FOOTNOTE:
Since writing this I have had my apadravya done, which really showed how off square my ampallang was, so I removed it. I plan on getting it re-done as soon as possible. If it was really that bad would I even consider doing it again? Give your partner the best present ever - get an ampallang! Apadravya experience coming soon!