An unliked frenum

At A Glance Author Marked Artist Mike Studio Think 'n Ink Location Elkins, WV

I've always had a strange fascination with genital piercing. I think the feeling afterward is the most curious to me, a mix of adreniline and the stomach rumbling knowledge that you have just been dunked into a much smaller percent of the general population. I got my frenum by Mike at the Think 'n Ink studio in Elkins, WV. He's a really great guy and much more kind and easy going than most of the piercers I've run across. When he did my then girlfriend's nipples we had talked about getting a genital piercing for myself while taking into account that it would eventually wind up in a sensitive orifice of a loved one. A prince albert was out of the question as I have no desire to sit down to pee everytime I need a larger ring and a dydoe is way beyond my pain tolerance. He recommeded a frenum and said that if I got a big enough ring I could somehow flip it around the glans when before sex.

I said I'd be back.

Fast forward to about a month later when I attained both the nerve and the cash to drive down to the studio. My gf was with me and kept asking me if it was something I was "really positive" that I wanted.

Yes. Definately. I want a big peice of metal through mister happy. Now if I can only get my hands to stop shaking.

We got to the studio and had to wait as another guy was getting a tattoo. I was nervous. Sitting down in the waiting room I struck up a conversation with a lady who was getting a navel ring. We chatted politely until she asked what I was getting. When I told her I could see the blood drain from her face. If I can get this kind of reaction "before" I have the ring in just wait until it's dangling from my dick. She had unknowingly reaffirmed my descision. Mike yelled to come on back.

He guided me into the back room where we could have a bit more privacy. I asked my gf if she really wanted to watch this. "Yes", she grinned. I picked out a barbell for the healing period with the understanding that I would change it when it was ready. You know, I was fine until he started getting the equipment ready. When he unwrapped the needle I had a mental flashback of when I was a kid and had to get a shot I would always ask the nurse "is that your smallest needle?" It didn't do any good then so I decided to stow it. "Drop your pants and hop up" Mike said. Dam that char was cold. I was shaking more now and had to keep taking deep breaths. "Don't look at the needle, Don't look at the needle" I thought. I looked at the needle. He brought out the clamps and the little guy turtled up. Mike laughed and said the same thing happened to him. The clamps were closed, the target was marked and Mike said he would count to three.

"One..." whyamidoingthiswhyamidoingthis "Two..." ohshitohshit "Three..." and the needle hit. Damn what a rush. I screamed. I cursed. I regret doing that as the woman to whom I had previously chatted had a small child with her. "Mommy, what's that strange man screaming about?" (: As I regained focus I looked down at my poor abused penis. It had by now unturtled. Wow, that's the last place I expected to see a bit needle. He slid the ring through and all was well. After seeing me try and walk back to the car my gf wouldn't let me drive. Friends don't let friends drive with freshely poked pricks I guess.

When we got home I was a good little penis piercing owner and did not play with it as was suggested by Mike. Well, at least I didn't for the first couple of days. My god was sex ever good. When the barbell rubs against something (be it hand or friendly orifice) it sort of "drags" the skin along with it. But I think I played to early as it bled a little.

You know piercings look really cool but the maintenece on those suckers can be tedious. Nothing hurts quite the same as dried ring crusties moving through a sensitive and healing hole in your dick. I thought just keeping an earring clean was hard. Soft soap twice a day and it healed up nicely.

But sadly the piercing was only temporary as did not react well with my gf's softer parts. She was good about it for a while but once she asked if I would take it out while we made love. I complied. I fell asleep afterward and forgot to put it back in. So when I awoke I tried to get it to fit back in the little hole. I would just not admit those tiny barbell threads. Those suckers can be really sharp. I started bleeding everywhere. Eventually I got I to stop but then had to face the fact that it wasn't going back without a needle. Crap. Well, she didn't like it anyway. It turned into a choice between getting it or keeping the piercing. But now I'm single again so I might just get it redone. I can never turn down a good rush.

-Marked