At A Glance Author Paindreamer Contact Paindreamer@hotmail.com IAM Paindreamer When A month ago Artist Ola Studio Tribe Location Gothenburg.Sweden My way to the needle
In the past I have had the idea of piercing my penis; the only thing really stopping me, however, was my fear of piercing my genitals (although it would not be my first one as I have already pierced my genitals once). But a couple of weeks ago I met at a tattoo convention a friend, who was a piercing trainee and while we were chatting, he told me that there were some piercings that he had not done yet. I said that if he needed a guinea pig I was more than ready to be one. (This of course started as a joke since I have this thing about piercing my penis). During the entire evening, however, I thought more and more about actually doing it. Since it all happened so fast I thought I should rely on my instinct on this one. Maybe if I did not take my chance now, I would never get the piercing? So after some beers I got courageous and said that I was ready for the game. We agreed that I should contact him when I was ready (and it did not take very long).
2 days later I decided to give him a call and ask if he was ready for me. Unfortunately, it was a lot easier to say than do because I did not have his number. So I called friends instead and finally I had my hands on his number and called him. When he answered we talked a little and I said that I was ready to take one day off of school to travel down to his studio to get the piercing done. The next day I was sitting at school and waiting for his call. He never called me but, while I was waiting, my brother called me. He was going to go down to Malmoe with me and take pictures of me during the procedure. After school he called once more and told me to come down to his place in Gothenburg, so if there was no trip, we could hang out anyway. I decided to visit him.
When I arrived to my brother our plans started to change as the guy who offered piercing me still did not call me. At the evening I and my brother talked about me getting my piercing and I was pretty nervous even though it was not a sure thing to get. Then, to my big surprise, my brother told me that if the trip did not happen, he would lend me money to go and do it in Gothenburg instead. This of course made my heart pound even more. The evening passed by and the very next morning my brother called the studio where he got done all of his piercings to ask if they had time to pierce me the very same day (this is very odd since they usually do not accept "walk-ins"). The thoughts that maybe they would not have time calmed me down for a second until I heard my brother telling the piercer: "Ok, sounds good, see you there at 4pm". Suddenly I thought I was going to pass out. This however did not stop me in my quest for a genital piercing, so we waited for the clock to pass by and at 3pm we sat in the car and drove to the studio.
Studio, quality, time
As we walked into the studio I was not really sure if I would go through with it. Ola, who was going to perform the piercing procedure, met us at the counter, gave us a swift hello and told me I could wait at the couch while he was going to get everything set up. My brother, who had many piercings done by Ola, went with him and left me to read through a waiver and sign. This was done pretty fast, so after I did that I decided to take a look at what they were up to in the piercing room. The first things that met my eyes were the needle and the clamps lying on the table next to the piercing bed. I was terrified; I felt my legs shaking and I really thought I was going to pass out. But as soon as Ola and my brother noticed I was in the room Ola told me to drop my pants and lay down. (His fast acting was actually helping me to relax a bit; maybe he saw that I was damn nervous).
First of all he cleaned the area that was going to be abused with the needle. Then he asked me which side of my frenum I wanted the barbell to exit. Since I did not really care at this moment I said that he could decide; I mean he had done many piercings of this type in the past, so I trusted him. Next he started to mark with some sort of ink where he thought it would look the best, but also so it would be comfortable for me when the barbell was in place. At this point I really started to sweat a lot, I started to feel not really sure if I would really do this. When, after some re-marking, he was done I did notice that he was very accurate with the marking. This, I thought, showed his knowledge and his will to perform a good piercing.
Then it was time. I stopped him when he was about to put the clamps at place and told him that I used a specific breathing technique while performing various painful mods, like suspensions and such, and I thought this would help me get through this as well. He understood what I wanted him to do so after talking a little about this he placed the clamps in place and I laid my head back and tried to relax the best I could. Then he started to talk me through it with repeated sentences "Breathe in and slowly exhale". The thing is that I thought that he was going to do that once and then pierce but since he started the sentence again I thought "ok, he just wants me to relax, so he will repeat this a couple of times and then let me know when it is time". Painful truth was that this was NOT his intention as, after finishing his second sentence, he pushed the needle through. I could feel the needle going through every millimeter of my glans. This was a very intense sensation. It really felt like getting shot in the stomach. After inserting the jewelry I started to feel funny, I began to laugh and I just felt the adrenaline leaving my body and endorphins and pleasure taking its place instead. I looked down and could see that I had a 2.0mm barbell through my glans. Ola put on a compress and a glove on my penis, since there was a chance for bleeding during my way home and told me about the cleaning procedure and the healing process. Then I put my pants on and walked out to the counter; we chatted a little with the piercers before I paid and left with a big smile on my face. The walk to the car was really annoying since I thought it might hurt if I walked too fast and that it might get stuck or something like that, so I walked really slowly to the car. I was really proud of myself all the way home.
Healing
First of all I must say that this piercing is the best healing one I have ever done (even though it is not all healed yet, everything went really smooth for me). The main thing I was really afraid of was my first visit at the men's restroom to urinate. To my big surprise and relief this did not hurt one bit; actually, there was no difference at all. I thought that the most logical thing was that it would hurt, because of the amount of salt in the urine but it did not (hmm maybe I was a little disappointed?).
First night I had some problems because I started to bleed pretty heavily about 3am in the morning and I had to get up and clean myself up. I decided to get some compress and a glove and then I went to bed again. I recommend getting an extra glove from your piercer and some compresses in case of bleeding. There is not much to it really; it did not bleed at all after that night and everything has gone smoothly although my first "sexual" experience was a bit awkward.(I did not have an intercourse until maybe 2 weeks after). First of all I still had my "healing-barbell" so my foreskin was in the way all the time before I got the technique how to deal with my new piercing. (Now I got the idea of how it feels to be circumcised).Friends & Family thoughts
People around me already think that I am a sort of freak, so when I told them I was going to pierce my glans they did not even lift their eyebrows. My father strongly opposed the subject, though (I did not tell my mother out of respect to her as she told me that she did not want to know anything about my modifications). My father has some problems with understanding everything that is different and has problems with showing his emotions as well. I know he would not forsake me, no matter what, but he can still hurt me when he treats me rather harsh and calls me with various unpleasant names (pervert, freak etc.). I have noticed in the past that whenever I and my father are around his friends he tries to protect himself out of fear of what his friends would think of me, so he laughs and play pranks on me. This phenomenon does only happen when his friends are around (is it not weird!?).
Then there are of course positive reactions as well, for example my my brother, the person that really encouraged me to do this piercing in the first place. He went through it with me when I got it done, and I know that he was almost as nervous as I was. He felt it through me! (love you bro).Thanks for reading my experience! I hope it got you some thoughts about the piercing!
//Paindreamer