So.... I only got into piercings about 3 months ago. In December, I got a nipple ring, which hurt like a mofo. Then in January, I decided to take the big plunge and get my frenum pierced based on what I heard about sexual advantages and sheer esthetic appeal. The frenum didn't hurt nearly as bad as the nipple, so I guess that spurred me on.
At A Glance Author moriarity Contact moriarity@bme.anon When It just happened Artist Danielle Studio Artistic Skin Design Location Indianapolis, IN, USA Ever since the frenum, I've been looking around on BME for a new piercing. I originally settled on an RPA, but after talking to some contributors, decided I didn't want one for fear of the dreaded showerhead effect. The effect I was going for was a ring going from top to bottom through the head of my penis, so the next best alternative was an apadravya.
Since my wife thinks I'm an idiot, I waited until my brother came to town for a visit so he could accompany me to the studio. I called around to several studios asking about the procedure and prices and settled on Danielle at Artistic. She seemed the most knowledgable and professionally detached - there was a slight pause on the other end of the line when they realized I wanted my weiner pierced.
I bought some Emla and a 10 ga needle off BMEShop.com a few weeks ago with the intention of doing it myself. Boy, did that not go well! Getting a needle that big through the top of my penis proved to be impossible. I gave up, disturbed at the amount of blood in the bottom of the tub. Fortunately, the Emla made it relatively painless.
I tried again a few days later with (gasp!) a sharpened paperclip. The piercing was still unsuccessful, though less disturbing. So this is where Danielle comes in.
I numbed my penis up with Emla an hour in advance and wrapped it with plastic wrap, then played video games for a while. Satisfied that it was finally numb, we headed to the studio.
I was a bit worried about Danielle; she was cute and I was deathly afraid of getting an erection in this context. Turns out, tension kept me perfectly flacid.
The actual procedure was unspectacular. As predicted by others at BME, the receiving tube felt really weird going in, creating a strange "pop" sensation when it finally slid into my urethra. I was mostly numb from the Emla, though it was painful while going through my urethra and uncomfortable when passing through the top. Danielle's attitude made it much easire, though. While most piercers will remain silent or respond to painful groans with, "come on, pussy!" Danielle was quite kind, saying things like, "Oh I know, dollbaby. It's almost done." This caring attitude made a big difference.
So the piercing was done and I was bleeding and bleeding and bleeding and my brother was totally weirded out. Danielle bandaged me and we shot the shit briefly before we left. Turns out we're students at the same university and she's younger than me. She advised me to return in about 2 months to get sized for a ring; I now know that being sized requires measurement with calipers while erect. No body except my wife has ever seen me hard, so I may be guesstimating about this part and doing it myself. Anyway, I gave Danielle a generous, well earned tip.
The only thing that I don't like is the volume of blood that has come out of my penis in the last 24 hours. I rebandage it with tissue and masking tape every time I pee, but it just keeps coming. I know this is normal, but my DNA is fucking everywhere now.
Shortly after the piercing, my brother, wife and I took my grandma to dinner before going to a standup show. I was afraid I'd have blood running down my leg at the show, but it was pretty much fine. I checked it the one time I went to pee (straight stream!) and rewrapped it with paper towels.
I found that a cold salt soak helped relieve any pain and temporarily staunched bleeding. Still, it was a weird feeling to sit next to my brother with my weiner in a cup of salt water while we played video games. Fortunately, blood didn't soak through my boxers onto the bed sheets overnight, which could've caused World War 4.
I plan to swap out the SUPER LONG barbell used to pierce me with a much shorter version next week, as I think this part of the reason I am bleeding so profusely; it gets tweaked pretty much every time I move.
So the lesson here is: buy Emla, call around, and don't be afraid of getting an erection because there's no way that's going to happen. After all, that's a big freaking needle about to go through your junk!