I'd like to take this opportunity to to announce the five-year anniversary of my apadravya. First a little background. It seems as though piercing has been with me all my life...literally. My first recollection of body piercing was when I asked my mother about some markings on shaft of my dick that I hadn't notice on my brother (when we peed around the toilet, probably when I was five or six). She explained that they were from when I was circumcised and they needed to put in stitches because of heavy bleeding. Intrigued, I started exploring and discovered that I had two flesh tunnels on the side of my shaft. This fascinated me greatly and I stretched them out using all manner of inserts. Imagine, a little kid turned involved with penis piercing! I also remember being fascinated by piercing the tough skin on my heel and even sewing a patch of cloth on it.
At A Glance Author gs When Five years ago Artist me Studio home Location BC Canada Fast forward twenty years and my discovery of BME. In the interim I'd pierced both nipples, but BME opened a whole world to me. Previously I remember thinking that I was somehow unique and special in having those two little flesh tunnels. Boy was I wrong! After some initial sqeemishness and hesitation, I decided my friend Dick needed some more holes. There was just an attractiveness to piercing that I cannot explain. I had to do it.
I decided I could do the deed myself (not recommended), and chose the Prince Albert. I think I chose this one because it initially seemed less intimidating than going all the way through as an Ampallang or Apadravya. I didn't buy any decent jewelry but rather fashioned out a loop of plastic cord, not the best idea. After cleaning the area well with alcohol, I went to work using a large gague sewing needle. It actually wasn't too bad and everything was healing up nicely, but month or so later I realized I needed to go all the way through and do the Apadravya. The improvised plastic "jewelry" was uncomfortable and made urinating a hassle, plus I now had the courage to go "all the way." I also realized that I'd need to get some decent jewelery. Now there's no way I'd consider going into a tattooing/piercing parlour. I'm from a very conservative Christian family (I haven't even pierced my ears), and there's no way I could be seen in such a place. Thankfully I found the m ail-order option out of 5th Avenue Studios (in conservative Salt Lake City, ironically!) and ordered a 1 1/4" 12 gague barbell. When it finally arrived I again went to work. The actual piercing wasn't too bad, although it took some time to get the needle through the tough tissue in my dick's head. Let me tell you, the sight of my dick with a needle stuck straight through was a real rush. After resting for a while (I was sweating and trembling!) I removed the needle and got the barbell in. I was so turned on be the look that I whacked off right then and there. WOW! Yes, there was blood and some pain, but well worth it. That experience remains clearly imprinted in my mind five years after the fact.
As expected, it took several months for complete healing. I squirted in vitamin E regularly and that seemed to speed the healing (Just make a needle hole in the gel caplet, place it over the pierce and sqeeze in the oil). I'm very pleased with how it turned out. If I were doing it again I would have made the exit hole on the top of my dick just a coulple milimeters further away from the top. When I'm flaccid it's perfectly centered, but when erect the exit hole is slightly above center. Minor detail though!
I now am the proud owned of a beautifully adorned penis. As well as the apadravya described here, there are four wonderful dydoesthat I also did myself. I think they actually hurt more. In the subsequent five years the new appearance (and feel!) of my dick have become what's expected. They have all become part of me. I once removed the jewelry just to see how it looked and felt. No comparison! I honestly can't imagine a scenario under which I'd quit wearing them. I want to genuinely encourage anyone reading this account to go for it. Yes, there is the initial pain, but for me it's all been well worth it. It's given me a total sense of ownership of my body. It's something I did for myself alone.
You may find this next comment unbelievable, but it's the truth. The only action for my Apadravya has been with "me, myself, and I." Yes, I remain a virgin. I'm saving myself for that one special person. I carry a special gift in my flesh for her. HOPE SHE LIKES IT!