"Dude, what were you thinking?". I've heard it countless times now, from individuals everywhere. And I really don't have an answer, at least not an answer that just anyone will understand. However, I'll start back a little earlier, in my frenum odyssey.
At A Glance Author Mike Merrill Contact mike_merrill@hotmail.com When A week ago Artist Tony Studio Ancient Expressions Location Peterborough Ont The day started harmless enough, sun shining, birds chirping. Ok, I really have no idea how the day started. I do know that I had some spare time and some money burning a hole in my pocket, so I headed downtown to see what my favorite piercing artist, Tony, had to offer. I had been considering getting my frenum pierced for quite some time, and had even discussed it with several people beforehand, but I'm not sure I was even convinced myself that I would follow up on it. Anyway, back to the story at hand, I walked in and discussed several things that I was concerned about. Now, one would think that risk of infection, pain, it getting caught, etc would be the question that stood out in most peoples minds as what's important. Not me. I wanted to know how long it'd be before my little friend could get back in play. Yeah, I was convinced, it was something that I really wanted done.
I made a trip across the street to a bank machine, and then indulged in the worst part of the experience. Waiting. I cant imagine someone knowing for days ahead that someone was going to stick a needle through their penis. I knew for about 10 minutes, and it was 10 minutes of sheer hell waiting for Tony to come back from wherever it is that he went. If it wasn't for my girlfriends loving support and having a good friend of mine there to "encourage me" (GO MIKE! YOU'RE MY HERO!) to get it done, I may just have left then. But I didn't, and after what seemed like hours, Tony showed up, and I made the trek to the back. Curtains closed, I dropped my pants and laid down.
Girlfriend at my head, holding my hands (ok I'm not fooling anybody, I was clinging to her in nervousness), Tony went through the usual stuff with regards to how the material is sterilized etc. He was very professional about the whole job, (I'm naked and feeling very vulnerable), and at no point did he ever make me feel uncomfortable. And then came something that I expected to be more uncomfortable, the icy cold clamps. Ok, they really weren't that bad, but they seemed bad at the time. I was then promptly all dotted up, before hearing the illustrious two words that no one in such a compromising position would dare to disobey, "breathe in".
Now, I have read many experiences claiming that Frenums don't hurt at all. Well, I'm not going to lie, mine fucking hurt. I have 2 labrets, and with one of them, the jewelry caught going in and dragged the skin through. My frenum hurt at least five times more than this. I may, or may not, have let out quite a good scream, but no one else was in the shop, and to be quiet honest, I wouldn't have given a damn anyway. The jewelry was bad as well, like in any piercing, but by this point the rush of a new piercing had already kicked in and I was grinning like an idiot. It was done. I sat up and looked at it, and then decided to just lay back down and perhaps even try to remember to breathe again. I then zipped up and walked out. I expected walking to be more uncomfortable than it was, it was actually fine.
The first night, that baby bled like a pig. Being a non-underwear wearing individual like I am, I had beforehand decided to abandon my ways (at least for a while) and start wearing them again. Needless to say, I think I made the right choice. I cleaned her up the morning and went on with my day. I'm now at 2 weeks, everything is running smooth, I've taken it for a few test drives, but it hasn't been out on the road yet, with no thanks to my girlfriend, who appeared very turned on by the whole procedure. I'm salt soaking it twice a day (20 minutes) and cleaning it with salt soaked Q tips probably about 10 times a day range.
And so, I didn't get my penis pierced for any particular reason, however the reason I did is very clear. I wanted it pierced. Some people don't understand that at all, however there are always a few that nod and understand what I am saying.
If anyone out there wants more information or wants to make comments regarding my experience, please feel free to contact me!