So, I went home for Thanksgiving. It was going to be a busy weekend. My weekend was completely planned. Thursday...thanksgiving hopping. Friday...party. Saturday...recover and car stuff. Sunday...Get pierced, pack, fly back to phoenix.
At A Glance Author Jorge Rivas Contact Jorge Rivas@bme.anon When A week ago Artist Brooke Studio Time Bomb Location Frederick, Md I made plans with my friend Adam to have Brooke (Time Bomb Body Piercing and tattooing) do the piercing for me on Sunday. Adam had gotten an apadravya done a few weeks before so he knew where to go. He was also able to give me what basically amounted to a running commentary on his experience.Having always been the curious type, all the positive things Adam had to say about it only reassured my decision
So it was Sunday and everything else was done(we even shaved a drunk guy's arm at the party). It was time to get pierced. Adam was gonna take me, so he and his girlfriend arrived at my parents house and picked me up. So we drove half an hour to Frederick, Md. We arrived at the shop and waited for Brooke (it was his day off). It was to happen at 12:00. After looking around the shop for a while and waiting for Brooke the whole thing was done closer to two o'clock.
Acknowledging that it was an odd request Adam asked if he could watch. Since it didn't bother me and since he didn't watch his I figured why not. When it was finally time to lie on the table my hands went behind my head and I proceded to watch everything Brooke did. (that tube did not look like it would fit in my urethra) Yes, I was nervous. No, I hadn't eaten anything. And YES, it hurt. I approached the whole thing pretty calmly. For me, I looked at it as "Well its going to hurt...A LOT. But, I didn't know how much so I didn't know how nervous to be." = ) I'm sure it was that outlook and the excitement of it all that made it easier. I mean I'd only decided to get it about a week before so it only made sense to go at it whole-heartedly.
The first part was only uncomfortable and needless to say the expression on my face did not change when the P.A. piercing was done. (14ga). Now the second part of the piercing is a different story. First, it hurt like shit. Then it hurt some more. I went deathly white pretty quickly apparently. My body started shaking a lot because I held myself up to watch it all. Adam said he thought I was gonna kick him at one point when my left leg went stiff for a second. In my running commentary I mentioned how the tube in my pee hole was pretty uncomfortable. I also talked about how I felt like throwing up and how I felt like I might pass out because everything started turning white. Then I said I wasn't gonna watch anymore and I put my head down. As soon as I did it came right back up and I finished watching. At the end of it all Brooke and Adam kept using the word "intense" in a couple of sentences I don't really remember. Brooke did comment on the fact that while he hasn't had i t done its always pretty "intense" for him cause he has a penis too. HaHa. (it came out funnier when he said it)
I felt as fine I could have afterwards. I walked to the front of the store and we just bull shitted a for a couple minutes while those who had 'em smoked 'em(cigarette break). While I thought I had been kind of loud the first thing Adam and Brook's girlfriends commented on was the fact that at least I didn't scream. Go figure. I thought I had gotten loud at at least one point. Being that I still had a lot of things to do before my flight at 8pm. We started back to my house.
Not having time eat right away Adam dropped me off at home (with out stopping to get any food). I immediately took my youngest brother to the pet store to get him the fish I had promised him for his birthday. After a few pictures at home with the family my father took me to visit my tia Isabel (a matriarch type figure on his side of the family). While there I decided it would be a good idea to change the dressing on the piercing. While it didn't hurt much and peeing went fine, I almost passed out. As I was standing there everything started turning white and I kept balancing myself off of the walls and sink in that bathroom. Maybe it was the site of bloody bandages around my junx? How bad would it have been if I had fainted and my father walked in the bathroom only to see me with my pants down...HAHA. After floating around the bathroom a for what seemed like much longer than your shit I walked out of the bathroom sweating really badly. We left her house and went straight to W endy's.I finally ate "breakfast" at about 5:30 that evening.
Eating on the way, we drove to BWI airport. Walking through the airport my dad kept making jokes. Thinking I was walking slow because my bags were too heavy... I rechanged the dressing when I found a bathroom and felt much better. At check-in I said my good-bye's to my father and my best friend Ravi(he drove) and went to wait for the plane.
Adam described it once as a spiritual experience...I don't know but I did say "HOLY FUCK" at one point. I'd say my reasons for getting the piercing aren't too complicated. The added pleasure for myself and for the female are the first obvious reasons. After that there's the pain. I like challenging myself. And there was something both physically and intellectually stimulating about the idea of such a precise and excrutiating pain. Finally I like the fact that it's something no one can take away from me.
For those extra curious...it only bled a lot the first day. I use H2Ocean sterilizing spray. I wrapped till the third and I've already masturbated with it (And I like it already even though I'm gentle and avoid most direct stimulation of the head). It stopped bleeding by the end of the third day and didn't bleed when "provoked". I know they don't recommend it but we're all a little different I guess. This is gonna be fun....