When I was a wild child, my boyfriend at the time, Zach, had his shaft pierced. He was a wierd charachter, with his 40 some percentage of tattoo coverage. He was all new to me and my "style" of people. Being kind of young I have never experienced this type of piercing before. He had it done for some time now and he was ready to experiment with it. We had quite alot of fun with it, and it was a big turn on to me. We always pondered about getting it done once again. We went in a few times but only to be frightened and walk out.
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon Artist unknown Studio unknown We were on vacation in wonderful Las Vegas, when we saw this little tatto/piercing place right off the strip. We knew it was now or never. So we stopped and found out if they did walk-ins. Well they did, so he prepared to have his penis pierced once again, and i was getting ready to get my first tattoo. I sat in the chair, as i finally decided on two small stars on my toe. My hands were sweaty but zach was there the whole way through..as they pulled out the tray of equipment, i let out a little wimper and i felt sort of sick. I knew that it was now or never and i wouldnt regret it in the long run. It took them a good time to prep and everything. But i jest held on to zach and waited. they finished up and much to my dismay, it didnt even hurt as much as the make it up being.
Well i finished up and then zach went into a small room to do his thing. I couldnt go in there because i think it would make me nausious, so i waited out of the room and looked at some glass pipes.. well it took so long, i didnt know getting that pierced took so long... so i waited, and waited, and waited..then zach came out of the room and said he was pleased. We payed for all of it then we were on our way to discover great las vegas. On the ride to some attractions and bars we spoke about our experiences. Of course the question they all ask.."did it hurt?" he looked at me wierd and ask me what i thought. We decided that we would get some more when we got home, and we would get them together. He tried to talk me into geting some of my things pierced but i refused to discuss that, since i knew that would never happen.
Well then later i relized that we couldnt have sex for sometime in order for it to heal.. bummer. So we enjoyed our sexless nights in vegas and acted like most tourists. Took stupid pictures, gambled, drank.. the usuall. We ended out vacation and we deoparted home. We even won over 500 dollars at the cheap yer premiere Gold Coast. LOL. Vegas has some nast buffets as well.
Well weeks past and we were rearing to go. So one night we got down to our buisness and had the most passionate sexual experience i have ever had. We knew that we had the new piercing to thank. And the fact that we waited for so long, and hormones built up by then. so we continued being wild for a while, i got a few more tatoos on the way, him as well. I got my other stars and astrologic symbols, as well as the irish fairy i always dreamed of. I couldnt belive i waited so long to start tattoing.
Then one night, we were fooling around, and the only thing i felt was pain. Something had happened and his barebell gashed my skin, you know where. we went to the hospitial after it continued to bleed. Boy were we ashamed when they asked what we were doing. I had to get 3 stitches and a whole bunch of embarassment... once again we were sexless for a while..
Of course this was extremly too funny to keep to ourselves that when the embarassment went away we told all of our friends and even wrote a letter to the studio in Las Vegas. People really got a kick out of all of this, but once the excitment and humor died down, we were normal. Then the whole effect of the piercings died out and he removed them. About a year after that we knew we had to get the pierced effect back and we decided we should get "it" done once again.
And what better way then to go to vegas and do it all over again! But this time we waited for the last night of our vacation to do it.