How Not to Remove a Foreskin Piercing in one Easy Movement..

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While I'd like to be able to say that the piercing was ripped out during a sexual frenzy it wasn't quiet that exotic. It all started a few years ago when I decided that it was time to give myself a foreskin piercing. I had been thinking of getting a genital piercing for ages and now was as good a time as any. As I was a student at the time money was a bit tight. How difficult could it possibly be to push a needle through a piece of skin was the logic behind it. I managed to get my hands on a sterilised 16ga needle so I got a 18ga CBR and I was set.

The fateful night arrived and after a few cans of liquid courage I started to get things ready. After a shower and a good wash down with anti-bacterial soap I got the needle and the ring out and entered the 'lets try and out stare the needle' phase. Half an hour or so later and a few more cans of courage I decided that it was now or never. I grabbed the needle, grabbed my foreskin, lined up the dots and while I had envisioned a rapid piercing I started the long process of slowly pushing the needle through. It wasn't too painful at this stage, As I was piercing from the inside of the foreskin through to the outside there was only one layer of skin to go through. It wasn't long before I saw the pointy but of the needle coming through my foreskin, this was also the most painful part. A small shove and victory. Getting the ring in was very easy and after a small battle with the bead I was finished. The bleeding was very minimal.

I was happy with this piercing for about a year and during this time I had only gone to a 16ga CBR no doubt a layabout from one of my ear piercings. My next piercing was a PA. I wasn't going to do this one myself so off to the pierces I went. The PA experience was fabulous if not a bit nerve racking. The piercing itself wasn't that painful but the rush I got from it, well I've ever had anything like before or since then, it was great. It bled for three days but I was motorcross riding the next day so it wasn't that painful. Once again I had my 'fix' and was happy, well for about three months. Then I decided that it was time to stretch things. First was the PA to 8ga. Things were out of proportion and things needed to be brought into balance. Within two weeks I had the ring that was originally used in my PA was hanging from my foreskin. This was not enough. I got a 6ga for my PA, it was the most painful stretching I had done. Mostly because I hadn't waited for the last stretching to settle in, well that's my theory anyway. The 8ga that come out of the PA went into my foreskin and I was happy. As I had also been stretching my ear I had a few flesh tunnels lying about in the jewerly box so that was next to go in firstly a 4mm then a 5mm followed a few weeks later by a 6mm. I had reached it. This was the size that my foreskin piercing was destined to be. Back to the piercing studio to get a 6mm (2ga) bar bell. I placed my order and even though it was going to be a few weeks until it arrived I was a happy man.

Now the tragedy begins.

I was in the shower. I decided that it had been a couple of days since I last cleaned my ear stretchings so out they came. No dramas there. A looked down at my old boy and saw the flesh tunnel sitting there and it had also been awhile since I had given it a decent cleaning. Now before I go on I'd just like to state that the flesh tunnel I was using was one of the ones that one end is a metal lip and the other ends got a rubber ring. I don't know if it has a special name but hopefully you now what I mean. Anyway I reached down with slightly soapy hands and started to try and remove the tight rubber ring from the end. SLIP. I heard the tunnel hit the bottom of the shower. I was standing on the plug hole so I wasn't worried about loosing it. I reached down to pick up the tunnel and to my shock the ring was still on. 'Oh no. This can't be good.' I though to myself. It's about now that I noticed the blood. Not a large amount but more than I wanted to see. What had happened is, when I slipped the tunnel came out via the metal end. I had accidentally stretched my 6mm hole to 8mm, which pretty much ripped it in half from the inside out. Surprisingly it wasn't painful at all. I didn't really know what to do so I stuck the 6mm back in and hoped it would recover. Over the next few days it got very red and very painful, time to downsize. The only thing I had that was appropriate was a 14ga banana bar. It would have to do. The pain pretty much ended with the downsize. Over the next few days the skin covering the top of the piercing died. I took the jewellery out when the skin had died and shrivelled up. It wasn't that many more days until the piercing finally broke leaving me with two very raised lumps. Very similar to the types of bumps you see on the end of a rifle's barrel. It's been a few months since this happened and still the bumps remain although they have settled quite a bit. They are still very noticeable. What have I learned well it will be a while before I have a 6mm flesh tunnel in my willie again. I do have a 4ga PA and a 12 and 13mm ear stretching in the same ear though. Maybe that will do for a little while anyway. Next mission Hafadas.... Hmmm I have a needle in the cupboard....