I spent three months looking at pictures on the Internet, talking to people, and visiting piercing shops looking for just the "right" piercing. I finally decided on an apadravya, both for aesthetic and sexual reasons. Next, was my quest to find the right piercer in the right shop. I never thought getting pierced would require so much effort. I finally settled on a cute but very knowledgeable woman named Erin working out of White Tiger Tattoos in Akron OH. She took in the back and took the measurements, and went through a catalogue to find the perfect jewelry. And we set an appointment for two weeks to make sure the jewelry came in. Erin asked me to call the day before to make sure everything would be ready.
At A Glance Author TroubleII Contact troubleii@tribalectic.com When Six months ago Artist Erin Studio White Tiger Tattoo Location Akron, OH Let me tell you, those two weeks were the longest of my life. By the time the day came to call, I was so nervous I almost cancelled. But I made the call and was informed that the jewelry had arrived and we were all set for the next day. When I heard it was all set, I nearly threw up. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, and all I could do was pace and try to think of an excuse not to go through with it. The time was growing near. I knew I had to eat something, but was afraid that it wouldn't stay down. I finally managed to gulp down a bowl of chili and a grilled cheese sandwich and hopped in the shower. Thank goodness the food stayed down. As I got dressed, I couldn't help but think how much pain I was going to be in and how long it would take for this thing to heal. Finally dressed, I headed out the door and headed for the shop.
I drove by the shop two times before finally parking and getting out of the car. I thought I was going to lose my lunch. I mustered up the courage and walked in the door. Erin was standing there waiting on me and I told her we had better hurry before I changed my mind. She just laughed and said it would be about ten minutes before everything was done in the autoclave but that we should start going over the aftercare. Erin covered the procedure step by step and went over the aftercare very thoroughly. She then asked if I had any questions. She led me back to the piercing room and told me to strip from the waist down, get in the chair and cover myself with this paper like sheet. While I did this she went and got all of the equipment and the jewelry out of the autoclave.
She set up a tray and laid everything out and then took a scalpel type knife out of a pouch and cut a square out of the sheet that was covering me. She then donned her mask and a new pair of gloves and opened the second pouch. She unrolled a towel and moved some things around and then she turned to me and asked if I was ready. I just nodded my head, and she said ok. She then proceeded to prepare the skin. She opened a new marker and placed two dots on opposite sides of my penis. She asked me if it looked centered, but I couldn't look. She just laughed and said to relax. She then said that she was not going to use the clamps that she had mentioned earlier and all I could say was that she was the expert, causing her to giggle.
I could feel her fingers getting a grip, and she said to take three deep breaths. I inhaled deeply, and then exhaled. I inhaled deeply again, and as I exhaled, WOW, the most intense pain I had ever felt in my life. And after just a few seconds it was gone. All that remained was a dull throbbing. I remember thinking to myself, is that all? Erin asked to take another deep breath, which I did. What came next took me by complete surprise. As I exhaled, there was another even more intense blast of pain that lasted a little longer than the first one. I asked her what the hell that was and she said that she paused when she hit the urethra and the second push was always the worst. And that was it. She was all done. I didn't feel her putting in the jewelry, but it was in. She wrapped it up in gauze and put a glove over it and said if I felt ok I could get up. I slowly got out of the chair and put my pants back on. She asked if I was ok and if I needed to go over the aft ercare again. I told her I was fine, and that there was no need to cover the aftercare again. I tipped her and she gave me a hug and we said goodbye.
I drove home fine. When I got home, I had to piss really badly. I was dreading this as I had heard it was going to be painful. I removed the gloved and unwrapped the gauze, and was amazed at the lack of blood. I gritted my teeth and let it go. Whew, just a very mild burning sensation and a little blood in the bowl. I wrapped it back up and put the glove back on and decided to take a nap, because I didn't sleep well the night before. I took two ibuprofen and lay down on the couch and had a long nap. When I woke up, I had to pee again but when I pulled down my pants I was shocked to find the glove nearly full of blood, I started to freak. I pissed, cleaned everything up and wrapped it in new gauze and called Erin. I explained what had happened and she assured me that everything was fine. I sat and TV for awhile and decided to check to see if I was still bleeding badly and found almost no blood on the gauze. And that was it, no more bleeding, no problems, and very l ittle pain. I followed the aftercare religiously and everything healed up nicely. Until the first time I had sex with it, but that is another story.