This is about my first genital piercing, an ampallang. It was a very rewarding experience for me and I hope you find it useful, or at least, enjoyable.
At A Glance Author John Contact John@bme.anon IAM j_scarab When Five years ago Location syracuse, NY At the time I didn't have that many piercings, and I had never had a genital piercing before. I did some research and talked to my piercer about different options. I wanted something aesthetically pleasing, but functional as well. I knew it wouldn't do anything for me, but I wanted something my partner would enjoy. My piercer told me that the ampallang was probably the most painful piercing a guy could get, but it was also one of the most pleasurable for your partner. What a trade off, I get the pain and she gets all the benefits. Anyway, I had already pretty much decided on the ampallang, I really liked the way it looked. I just needed to make the appointment.
I set up the appointment for later in the week. It was my only option as it was the next day I had off. Unfortunately I had to go to my little cousins 4th birthday party almost directly after having it done. The next few days before the appointment were excruciating. The anticipation was killing me. I knew it was going to hurt, but I had no idea what to truly expect. I wasn't really nervous, more like excited and extremely curious. Then the day finally came.
I arrived at the studio a little early. I looked at the tattoo portfolio and looked through an amazing book called Modern Primitives. I was reading an article about Fakir Musafar when the piercer told me he was ready. I went into the room, sat on the table and watched as the piercer got everything out. At the time, I was amazed at how professional he was. Knowing everything that I do now, I can't believe how many things he contaminated not only during the set up, but throughout the entire procedure. But that is all in hindsight and after many years of collecting knowledge on what to look for. Once he had everything set, he turned to me and asked if I was ready, I was.
I was strangely calm through the entire procedure. He explained that he preferred to do the piercing freehand, so there would be no clamps involved. He then cleaned the area with some alcohol, then an iodine swab, and then placed a couple marks on both sides. I checked it over and the marks looked good to me. He had me sit back and he sat on a chair between my legs. He then explained to me that he was going to use a breathing technique and just to listen to him. I adjusted my position a little, got as comfortable as I could and took a deep breath in. I listened to the piercer as he guided me, "deep breath, exhale nice and slow, deep breath, exhale nice and slow, etc..." This went on for a few minutes until I was completely relaxed. Then he said it, "one more, and breath it through." Oh yeah, that woke me up. I exhaled, but he wasn't done piercing, I held my breath for a second or two, grabbed the side of the bed and curled my toes. Oh boy, that was a good time. I can't say I would ever want to go through it again, but I am very happy that I experienced it.
Now that the piercing was over, he went to put the jewelry in. We were starting with a 12 gauge, 1 ¼ inch barbell. I could feel the movement as he slid the needle out and the barbell in. It wasn't painful, but felt very strange. It kind of made me have an itch on the inside of the glands, very strange. He then tightened the ball on and said I could take a look. It looked great. I couldn't believe I had just done it and it didn't even hurt anymore. Once the jewelry was in, it was nothing. He explained that the piercing could bleed quite a bit, and that even though I wasn't right now, expect it to later. He wrapped up my penis in some gauze and placed a latex glove over it. I pulled my shorts up and waited for him to clean up. He then told me to leave it alone, not to move the jewelry around at all, and just use an anti-bacterial soap in the shower. Something I know not to do now, but again, that is in hindsight.
After I paid and thanked him, I left for my cousins birthday party. Not the brightest thing to do after getting an ampallang pierced. I had 15 little kids jumping all over me and trying to sit on my lap, not a whole lot of fun. To get away from them, I grabbed my sister's boyfriend and we went to the game room to play some pool. After playing pool for about an hour, my sister's boyfriend looked down and said, "dude, is that yours?". On the floor was my bloody gauze and latex glove, filled with blood. It had fallen out of my shorts and I was bleeding pretty profusely, leaving a very dark spot on the front of my shorts. I grabbed a sweatshirt from my Uncle's closet, wrapped it around my waste and politely excused myself from the party. Once I got home, I sat in the bathtub for a while and watched it bleed. It was pretty nerve racking watching so much blood come from that particular area. It eventually slowed down, I rewrapped it and spent the next two days taking it as easy as I could. Any vigorous activity and it started bleeding again.
Once the first week was over, it wasn't bleeding at all and it only really hurt if I hit it or if it moved just right. I had to wear tighter briefs, to keep the jewelry from hitting my leg while I walked. The healing took a lot longer than I expected. I think most of that was because it was only done at 12 gauge. I think if it was done at a 10 or maybe even an 8 gauge, it would of given me less problems. It was 6 months before I could have sex without being in a lot of pain afterwards. It was still sore, but not excruciating. After a year and a half, it was still sore after sex. I took it out one night during intercourse so I could really go at it without worrying and by the time we were done, I couldn't get it back in. Not that I didn't try, believe me, I tried. The next morning I went to my piercer to see if he could get it in. He did mange to get a 16 gauge taper through, but that was it. When he tried putting the 14 gauge in, I thought I was going to die. S o, I no longer have the piercing. It was definitely an experience that I have never regretted, and I will not forget it. That's mainly because of the two little scars that remind me everyday.