Dydoes now--I think I'm addicted to this stuff

At A Glance Author Reynaldo Contact Reynaldo@bme.anon Artist Eddy Studio Ipso Facto Location Fullerton, CA

About 4 months ago, I stumbled across BME On-line. I never knew that such a large body modification subculture existed. At least not as far as genital mods were concerned. It really peaked my interest, and although I was afraid of the pain, after reading some of the other experiences I decided to get a genital piercing. I learned a long time ago that one must crawl before one can walk. Therefore, I went with a frenum piercing.

I called the shop (which happens to be a studio inside of a cool gothic clothing/articles store in old town Fullerton) and spoke with Eddy, one of the piercers. He talked to me about the procedure, and most importantly, the aftercare. This being my first piercing, he suggested a couple of sizes, and mentioned that if I went a large as 10ga, I could eventually flip a ring over the top, if I so desired. I said sure, what the f*** and went with the 10 gauge frenum.

Told me it would feel like a "kick in the shin". Although I would'nt quite describe it like that, I will say that it stung like a mother. After about 3 months of religious epsom salt soakings and antibacterial soap cleanings, the crusties have finally gone, and I feel like the frenum is finally healed.

-------FAST FORWARD--I found myself lurking around BME once again, reading other experiences and comparing them to my own. I think I 've become addicted to genital piercings because of the increased pleasure I get from the frenum. At any rate, I'm circumsiced, and I read where dydoes were performed mainly in an attempt to restore sensitivity to the glans. That sounded perfect for me. I was just not ready for a trans-urethral job like a palang, p.a., or apadravya.

I called up Eddy again, to give myself a birthday present. We chatted about the procedure, and recommended that we go with a 16ga straight barbell, seeing as that there are so many nerves in the glans, that even the slightest piercing would create enormous change. If I like, I can always stretch up.

I got there, re-introduced myself, etc. and we went through the aftercare procedures. Not unlike the frenum: 2 times a day with anti-bacterial soap, preceded with epsom salt soaks in warm water to draw out the bacteria, and speed healing. He took a few moments to set up, and I waited in front. While there, I tried to chat with another piercer who wasn't very friendly. Turned out to be Eddy's boss Jared, the head piercer. Maybe he felt jealous because I didn't ask for him, and since dydoes are a rare piercing, he wanted to do it himself, I don't know. I was stoked, but he was starting to bring me down.

When Eddy was ready, he took me to the back for the piercing. Jared mentioned something about taking a picture, but I wasn't having that. Maybe if he would've been nicer or offered a discount or something. Made me think they'd never done them before.

Moving on, I dropped my pants and got up on the dentist's chair. (They should've had some butcher paper). He sanitized everything (including me) and marked me up. Around this time, Jared is walking around, dying to come in and watch. He mentions some smart remark about good luck I'll need it or something. I blew it off. After 3 or 4 placements, I saw the spots I liked and after a couple of breaths, I took one deep one, exhaled slowly, and BANG! Hurt like hell. Damn that hurt. No stinging like the frenum, no, this was a man kind of pain. It was over quickly though. And hardly any blood. What a stark contrast to the other side. Same thing, couple breaths, on the 3rd one hold it and exhale slowly, but, OOOOWWWW SHIT! Something's wrong. I didn't scream, but it took what seemed liked 5 mins. to finish this one side. (You-know-who walks outside the curtain again, and mentions something like, "Hey Eddy, I don't hear no screamin' in there, you're fired!". Maybe it was just me, but his vibe was starting to brimg me down.) Turns out that Eddy said he "lost contact" where the needle comes out before the jewelry is placed. Man, there was blood. Alot of it. That's where they should've had paper on the chair. My clothes got messed up a little, especially the underwear. And after the procedure, he didn't give me anything to catch the excess blood, like a glove and gauze, although he did say expect a little bleeding for about 2 days.

All in all, I am happy about the experience, the shop was clean and professional, although they could focus more on customer service. Eddy might not be the main piercer, but he was alot nicer than the guy who supposedly is. He jokes and smiles alot, too. Made things alot smoother. Didn't take away the pain, but definitely some of the tension and nervousness. The wife loves the frenum...deep g-spot Os...so I wonder how much she'll love me for getting dydoed...:)

If you want to do it, go for it. Don't think about the pain, (not gonna lie, it hurts--ALOT, but only for a short time) think about the pleasure afterwards. I'll try to post a picture soon. Till then, good luck!