This was my third visit to Black Peppa in as many weeks. This time though I was only supposed to be holding a friend's hand while she got a tattoo on the out-side of her thigh. But I've been going a bit nuts on the modifications lately and I kind of knew before we even left that I'd end up getting something pierced. I'm really like a kid in a candy shop in tattoo/piercing studios; I have restraint issues. I was thinking about some more holes in my ear lobes but that seemed a tad wussie. So I ask Jan if he'd be comfy doing a pair of Dydoes for me. You see, the thing is, Jan is a young guy (a little bit younger than me) and I know he hasn't had much experience with genital piercing and I really didn't want to ask him to do something he wasn't 100% O.K with. He said we could talk about it after he finished with the tattoo but he'd probably be fine doing it and at a reduced rate since it was good practice and experience for him.
At A Glance Author Pat T. Burgher Contact Pat T. Burgher@bme.anon When A week ago Artist Jan Studio Black Peppa Location Melville Jo'burg South Africa The tat was over all too quickly and I was beginning to get pretty nervous but Jan's good a lightening the mood. I haven't been pierced below the belt for a long time and my mind wonder back to the PAIN and the relatively long healing process. But Jan had said he was up for it and I felt committed and I do really trust Jan's ability as a piercer. I had brought a couple of 1.4mm rings that I thought he could use (after going in the autoclave of course) but he said a pair of those banana looking barbells would be a better bet since they wouldn't flap around. There was a little confusion at first about just want I wanted pierced (Jan thought it was Ferums) but after I whipped my tackle out and showed him it was quickly straightened out.
Before I knew it there I was: pants around my ass waiting to be marked up, which Jan duly did. He said he was going to try it without clamps but after checking it out he decided to use them. The clamping was more just to get a grip. Jan didn't use as much pressure as was once used clamping my nipple when I got that pierced. He did the left side first and although it hurt like only a genital piercing can, I managed not to scream. I did bleed like a stuck pig and my toes curled up into tight little balls. I had to ask for a second before he did the right one just to get my breath back again. He said the second one would be quicker since he had a feel for the whole thing. Unfortunately, it wasn't. I couldn't stop myself from screaming out in pain the second time round. And again I had to ask for a minute before he threaded the jewellery through. I'm pretty sure I screamed as he did that as well. But them it was all over and Jan left me to chill for a while. He did a pretty good job cleaning up all the blood and asked if he could take a photo which I didn't mind - they do look incredibly cool.
I feel a tiny disclaimer is prudent here, since for the remainder of the story I deal with some pretty gross and adult stuff so if you're the sensitive type go look at the pictures of Eye-brow piercings or something.
When I did get up off the reclining table I had sweated a fairly big puddle out of my ass crack which was to say the least a little embarrassing (especially since Jan's apprentice is on leave so he had to clean it himself). Then I had to walk down the street to go and get some cash from the ATM and I felt like I was walking all bow-legged, like some cowboy who's just ridden into town. With that ordeal over with, I got home. Jan was happy with his work and so was I. The healing process had now begun. I asked Jan about salt water soaks (I was concerned with proper maintenance since my other genital piercings are all inter-urethral and thus have the benefit of uric acid to help keep them clean). He said that this was a factor and I should probably be a little more careful with them, which I have been.
I showed off my new acquisitions to all and sundry. My brother's response was 'it looks like a pin-cushion', which it rather does with my PA, my Shaft APA and now two new Dydoes in the traditional spots on the top of the head.
The bleeding stopped during the night and the next morning I had just the smallest amount of blood on my palms and PJs (compared to the afternoon before). That night we went out and partied hearty and I woke up the following morning sick as a dog (not hung over but Rubella or some viral thing with similar symptoms) which although it totally sucks it did have one major advantage.
The up side to the sickness is it's totally flattened my libido so I haven't had to worry about unwanted painful wood cropping up. I did have a quiet one off-the-cuff the morning before I got the Dydoes done (I've made the mistake of leaving ball-juice in the works and then getting wood way too soon after getting pierced before). And I pleased myself today but only to make sure it was still all in working order down there because I was starting to get a bit worried. The Dydoes were fine (I concentrated my efforts on the shaft and testes to avoid aggravating my new piercings which seemed to work).
Overall I'm really happy with the way my Dydoes have turned out. The one draw back is with the amount they bleed the barbells have become encrusted with black scabs which I haven't be able to clean off but which don't seem to be doing any harm.
Here are my final thoughts on Dydoes:
I wouldn't get them as a first genital piercing since they took longer and hurt more than say a PA which has the advantage of being inter-urethral. Also I wouldn't recommend them to guys who aren't circumcised (but this is really just speculation since I don't have a foreskin). Finally, if you are going to get it done find the most professional and approachable piercer you can, you have to have trust and respect for them and their work.