An apadravya gone terribly wrong

At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon Artist My Uncle and I Studio At home Location New Jersey

It all started when I was 16 years old. I went to my uncle's body piercing studio because I wanted my tongue pierced. He charged me twenty bucks to do my tongue and my cousin's eye brow. I was nervous. I had the butterflies in the stomach, the whole deal. I didnt even feel the needle slip in. I hit a wendy's on the way home for a frostee and went home. After much debate in my head, I showed my mom. Big Mistake! We had an all-night argument which naturally i lost. I ended up removing at it around 3 o'clock in the morning. The next morning I didnt feel any pain anymore. My tongue worked fine and I could tell that it was almost healed. Remarkable!

It had always been my dream to get my tongue pierced. It was all I wanted. Just the tongue ring and I'd be happy. I figured out what I had to do. One month later... I was back at my uncle's house sitting in a chair with a pair of forceps in my mouth. I'm still not sure why, but this one hurt a bit more than the first. I left his house and on my three hour trip back home, I stopped many times for ice cream to stop the swelling. At home, it was pretty tough. I stayed in my room for about a week until it was almost fully healed. I had nothing but liquids for the first 2 days. In a week and a half it was fully healed. For some reason, piercings heal rather fast for me. Those first few days were the hardest because I couldnt talk right and my mom noticed I wasn't eating as much. It took a lot of practice to get the talking part down right, and believe me, I had a lot of practice because I'm at school for nine hours a day. There have been a couple close calls where my mom almost found out. But I would just brush right past her and have the whole thing out in three seconds. I still wouldn't show her my tongue, because I was still upset about what she put me through. To this day, the ring works fine. I keep it at a 12 gauge just so that it doesn't get too noticeable.

After awhile, I got bored and felt the need to experience it again. What can I say? The endorphins are addictive. Even those of you with low tolerances for pain can get addicted real quick. I decided to push the limits. I bought some materials from my uncle and after about an hour and a half of torture, I had a vertical nipple ring. I'm a "do it yourselfer" type of guy. That went rather smoothly and I got to liking it, so I decided to go a little further. I conducted weeks of research. I started practicing on people and getting my own customers.

A few months later, I discovered the Apadravya. I thought it was perfect! It was unnoticable to my parents and pleasurable at that.On my 17th birthday, I went into my room after much needed research got my supplies out and went to work.

The 14 gauge needle broke through the skin on the bottom of my head and in seconds, me, the paper towel, and the sheets on the bed were soaked in blood. The pain was alright; actually a bit enjoyable, but I started feeling light-headed. The blood had stopped, but my condition was worsening. I tried to just go with a Prince Albert, but no luck. I got into the urethra, but it just wouldnt come out. I cleaned up, wrapped my wound, and went to bed.

Next morning, the only sign of the previous night's experience was: the blood on the sheets, my clothes, and a tiny spot of blood on the bottom of my head. No pain, no discomfort, no problems taking a piss.

Today, I still want it done, but I've learned my lesson. I'm going to a studio. I'm actually thinking of putting one in my other nipple sometime in the near future. Once I'm out of the house though, I might go crazy. I'll probably be back here writing about more experiences. Maybe one that will get me a 5 month membership to BME.

Since then, my uncle has tried talking me out of it. He's tried convincing me to go with a frenum because of less risk, and complications, and more pleasure. I feel that an apadravya is just that much more appealing and pleasurable for both partners. And for all of you out there who think that your nipples are the most painful spots to get pierced, I'm living proof that it isn't.