When I was 16 or 17 I decided that I wanted a genital piercing. I had a lot of piercings by then and I was disappointed that almost all of them where only in my head area. I had had nipple piercings and a navel piercing but it seemed to me that there was all that wasted area beyond my waistline. I had always said that despite all my piercings I'd never go below the belt, but anyone that knows me well should know not to listen to me when I say I'll never do something.
At A Glance Author Matt Contact principleevil@hotmail.com When It just happened Artist Swirly Wanx Sinatra Studio High Energy Tattoo & Body Piercing Location Fortitude Valley, Queensland So I discovered the name of the piercing I wanted – the Apadravya. I had chosen it because everyone I know just gets a PA and that seemed boring to me, and because it was said to be the only male piercing that is good for the girl. My girlfriend had no problems about me getting it; in fact she wanted it now and now. However 17 is still 1 year under the legal age for genital piercings without parental consent so I'd have to wait.
I had measured myself and I was about 32mm as far as I could tell and I wanted the piercing to be done at 10g or 8g as I did not want to have extra barbells lying at home at a length that was pretty much useless for anything else. Most piercers here in Melbourne only use catheter needles so 14g, maybe 12g was the biggest they could do initially, but soon enough I found a few places that would pierce larger. The problem was price. One place had quoted me AU$100 but he had said that he had never pierced an apadravya before and he would want to watch one beforehand. Another place quoted me $230 not including jewelry (add another $40) and when I asked why the piercer explained to me that it was a hard piercing to perform but then went on to basically explain that he just didn't want to play with some guy's dick. This seemed very un-professional to me, after all, that's what he's being paid for. And $270 is extremely expensive I believe.
eventually I'd decided on one place then another, then it turned out, that my parents were sending me to Queensland for my birthday, I immediately realized, spending money, away from parents and it was decided, I'd talked to Swirly and sent up a 12g needle and he would do the rest. I also had some xylocaine jelly left over from a frenum piercing that I'd tried so I packed that and went for a little trip.
When I found high energy I chatted with Swirly and everything was sweet, barbell was in and so was the needle and so I went out to catch some lunch and put the xylocaine on.
I put the xylocaine on for 25mins while I drank coke and got lunch then it was time, we walked back to the store.
While shitting myself with nervousness Swirly prepared me and drew up the dots, a feat in itself as I am uncut, he then clamped it and told me to begin breathing in and out and he then pierced me. It didn't tickle, but I've had a pretty nasty nipple piercing, and I say that was worse. Swirly commented that it "was the toughest cock he'd ever pierced" and that I should be called "Leather cock". The barbell was then pushed into the catheter and after adding a little lubricant, the bar was pushed in and it was over. The bleeding was pretty minimal as it was a 12g needle and a 10g barbell, and as yet I haven't got any bruising I don't believe. I then walked down the stairs to the front of the shop and paid Swirly, then left and looked around Brisbane a little more. Perhaps the xylocaine was still working because I didn't start feeling major pain until later that night when I took the second piss with it and it burned a little. The bleeding had been minimal too despite walking around. When I got home I cleaned it with a bit of salt water and it was doing pretty well, just a bit of an aching pain, nothing too bad. That night I couldn't get to sleep, I lay normally, but I was really worried about my morning glory, and when I finally did get to sleep it was fine, until I woke up.
The morning glory was pretty intensely painful, and I didn't know how to make it stop! So I pulled on my pants and forced myself to go to the toilet and it eventually went down but it was still sore. It calmed down during the day but then it was time to catch my flight back to Victoria, it was un-eventful, until I landed and as I was walking to get my luggage I think the excess bar had hooked my fly on my boxers, was a weird feeling but it didn't really hurt, so I bet I looked like I shit myself as I walked to the toilet to relieve it.
The next morning I woke pretty much the same way, still hurt like hell with the morning glory, but I decided I would see if it was all still working so a little porn was in order, I discovered I could go easy enough, just don't pull up so far. Then I had a shower and cleaned it up and that's about it.
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