first off, i'd like to thank BME, as it is truly a great resource for people interesting in body mod and the community that surrounds it. i probably wouldn't have gotten this piercing if i wasn't able to read other people's experiences of the procedure. it was actually kinda weird - when i walked in to the studio and asked to get my frenum pierced, i was asked twice if i had any questions - and i didn't, since reading the experiences on BME had fully prepared me for it. i knew exactly what was supposed to happen.
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon Artist Luis Studio Infinite Location Philadelphia, PA so, on to the story....
i've had my tongue pierced for about three years, but that's it. no earrings, tats, nothing. i even resisted getting my ears pierced in middle school when my dad got his ear done and wanted me to do it with him. about a year ago, i fooled around with the idea of getting my wang pierced, but never really thought about it seriously. then i few weeks ago, the bug bit me: i needed a body mod of some sort. i was wavering on the idea of a tattoo, but wasn't really sure exactly what i wanted, or where to get it done. then the idea of piercing popped into my head. it's much more black and white than tattoo (no pun intended) and not as permanent. i thought a penis piercing would be great, but i wasn't into anything as serious as a PA or amp. after reading the experiences on BME i was sold on the frenum. i told myself by the following monday i'd have it done. needless to say, the next week was loaded with anxiety. whenever i doubted myself, i felt like the guidance counselor from South Park was sitting on my shoulder, whispering "c'mon, just do it, don't be a pussy, m'kay?" -- and you can't be a little bitch just because your conscience is talking a little shit. i knew i really wanted to do it, but couldn't shake that lingering nervousness. but in retrospect, the anxiety leading up to the piercing is what makes the piercing itself so great and cathartic. anwyay, monday night came after a dreadfully hot day, and i had been running around all day, but i was still determined to get it done. i go down to south street, but the studio is filled with gawking suburban teens. i didn't feel like hanging out with them for an hour waiting to get pierced, so i'm like 'eff this, i'll come back tomorrow.'
the next day at work is unbearable. i'm so anxious to get pierced that i can't concentrate and my palms are sweating. at 3:30 i split work and walk to south street. the drum n' bass pounding through my headphones soothes my nerves. i'm rather calm by the time i arrive at infinite. there's no one else the studio. i sign the forms, and we agree on a 10g 5/8 barbell. are you ready? yes. i drop my draws and hop into the chair. i'm cleaned, clamped, Luis tells me to breathe in. as i breath out, he pushes the needle through. the pain lasts as long as it takes me to grunt 'fuuuuck.' and that's it? it was no worse than a bee sting. graciously, i pull up my pants and walk to the subway with smile on my face, treating myself to an ice cream sandwich on the way. i was in and out in less than 20 mins.
that was a week ago. healing has been moving along fast. washing at least twice a day and warm salt water whenever i feel sore or irritated. (and guys, i would recommend sticking your dick in a glass full of warm salt water even if it's not pierced, it's a lovely sensation.) after my tongue was pierced, i was in agony for days, and i'd thought this piercing would leave me in at least as much pain, but it wasn't even close. it was a little swoll and tender for the first couple days, but nothing a little advil couldn't fix. sleeping was initially a bitch, too, because i like to sleep on my stomach, and it would hurt like hell whenever i rolled over and the piercing got bonked. and though i rarely wear briefs, they help you get through the night with much less pain. my dick definitely wanted nothing to do with sex for the first couple days. it was really odd feeling utterly impotent, but i (thankfully) regained full function in no time.
overall, this was a great experience. the piercing barely hurt (i even kinda liked it), healing has been a breeze, and the staff and studio at infinite were friendly and incredibly professional. if you're getting pierced in philly, don't go anywhere but infinite. and if you're thinking about getting your frenum pierced, do it. it's easy, and you only live once.