Since BME's stories have helped me out so much, I think that I will write one of my experiences to give back a little. Here is the story of my self-done frenum piercing.
At A Glance Author LifeRush Contact LifeRush@bme.anon IAM LifeRush When It just happened Artist Myself Studio My Bathroom Location Arizona My interest in piercing goes back to 2nd grade, when my friend got his ear pierced. As soon as I expressed interest in maybe getting this done someday, my mom shot it down. Not much different than many other things that I wanted at the time. When my little sister turned 10 years old, my parents took her to get her ears pierced. Again I expressed in interest in getting my ear pierced, and I was once again declined. My mom was not going to have a son with a pierced ear. For her, it was just something that was not done. A taboo of sorts. But I argued, because she did not have any good reason for saying no. When whenever I would prove a point, she would get mad at me, and I would get in trouble. Still I pushed.
I knew that I wanted something pierced, but it had to be out of sight. The first thing that came into my mind was a nipple piercing. I told a couple friends that I wanted to have it done. I even took a safety pin and tried to push it through, but I could never get it all the way through, so I gave up.
A couple months later, at age 14, I was at a bar mitzvah with my family. One of my friends had told their mom that I had my nipples pierced. And this mom proceeded to tell my mom. Needless to say, she was upset and found me and pulled me over to a corner. She asked me if I pierced my nipples, to which I honestly responded "no." But this wasn't enough for her. In the middle of the party, she had to feel my chest to make sure there was no piercing. Then at home, I had to show her my nipples. I did not understand why she distrusted me so much, I had never done anything to ruin the trust. But it was the way she was, and there was nothing I could do to change it.
I new I needed to have a piercing, something to show my independence and the power over my own body. Surfing through BME, I stumbled upon genital piercing. These interested me, because my mom could never force me to show my dick to her. And ever since I heard rumors of this piercing in grade school, I had been interested. I started looking at piercings, and I liked the dydoe the most. I told my friend, who already had numerous piercing, that I was interested in getting a dydoe. She told me not to, and to go for a frenum instead. So I did a little bit more research in the frenum and fell in love. From what I read, it was next to painless and almost no blood. This being my first piercing, no pain or blood sounded very good to me.
One night, when my parents were out of town, I decided to pierce it. I had an old barbell from when I wanted to pierce my nipples a few years earlier. So I looked for something to poke the hole with. I found a nail that looked about the same gauge as the barbell (I had no clue what the barbell gauge was) and boiled everything to sterilize it. I put marks where I wanted the piercing to be, and looked in a mirror to make sure it was strait. Then I took the nail and started to push it through. It didn't work. It just wouldn't go through, no matter how hard I pushed, and it hurt. So, like the chicken shit I am, I stopped and resolved to try again another time. I went to bed feeling defeated.
I read some more stories on the internet, and it made me glad that I didn't pierce my dick with a nail or sewing needle or anything else. I knew that if I wanted this piercing done right, I would need to order clamps and a needle from BMEStore. But that was a problem, being 17 and living in my parents house with an over protective mom.
Fortunately, I had started my own business and was always getting mail. One night, I decided "fuck it" and ordered the 14 gauge piercing needle and slotted Pennington forceps. Since school was out, I figured that I would be home to get the mail and so I wouldn't have to explain anything. Well, as things work out, the day that it arrived I was at work. During a break I called home and asked if there was any mail. My dad told me that I got a package from BME that had a postal service customs label on it which said that the envelope contained "piercing needle and supplies." This caused his alarm, but I told him that they were just zines that I ordered. He didn't believe me, but I assured him that I had no idea why that label was on there, and that they were just zines. When I got home, I immediately ran into my room and opened the package. There were my clamps and needle, all shiny and new. I quickly hid them. My dad came up to me and asked what was in the package. Once again I told him zines and showed him 2 zines that I had that looked like they could it in the package. He had no choice but believe me, and walked away.
Now I needed a good time to pierce myself. I had to wait 2 weeks, because I was going to a camp and didn't want a new piercing getting dirty and dusty at a camp in the woods. So as soon as I got back, I started mentally prepping myself for what I was about to do. I had already read everything I could on the piercing and aftercare, and talked to my friend who was experienced in piercings about it. I was ready.
So then one day (this morning) I went to take a shower. I wanted to pierce myself, but I knew I would chicken out. I brought the supplies with my anyway, just to get a feel for it. I stood in the mirror and marked the enter and exit points. I was very nervous. I decided to put on the clamp just to get a feel for it. It hurt a lot. I mean a lot. I had to take it off. I waited a little bit and put them on again. It hurt even more this time. I couldn't stand it and took them off. But I knew I had to do it. So I took out the needle and got it ready. When I put the forceps on the 3rd time, they didn't hurt as much, probably because I had needle in my hand and wasn't thinking about them as much. I brought the needle to my skin just to get a feeling for what I was (maybe) about to do. When I pulled the needle away, I saw that I little blood had formed. I was shocked. I had already checked to make sure there were no veins, and I didn't even poke it through, and already I was bleedin g. But I told myself that it was just the skin bleeding and calmed down.
Then I had a moment where I just thought "fuck it" and decided to do it. I touched the needle to the skin and began piercing. I just felt a little pressure (if you can call it pressure) and kept pushing. I didn't even know if it was going through. I didn't think it was. But I paused and saw that the needle was all the way through the skin. A rush came over me. I had never had this feeling before. I had read experienced about people shaking after they pierce themselves, and I thought that would never happen to me. But it did. I was shaking and had to pause for a second to think about what I just did.
Then next thought was "should I leave the clamps on when putting in the jewelry?" I thought back to a video I had seen on the internet of a girl getting her hood pierced. The piercer took the clamps off before putting on the jewelry. So that's what I did. I was really nervous doing it though. I didn't want to mess anything up, and DEFINITELY didn't want to have to pierce it again. But I took off the forceps and prepared the CBR. But I was really nervous about pushing the needle out and the CBR in, I didn't want to lose the hole. So I decided to put in a barbell instead. I stuck an end of the barbell into the back of the needle and pushed the needle out and the barbell in. It was a weird feeling, but worked perfectly! I was still shaking, and it took a while to screw the end of the barbell back on, but I did and it looked great! I hopped in the shower and cleaned off.
I couldn't believe how little pain there was. I didn't even feel the needle going through, at all. And there was no blood, none at all. And it didn't even feel sore! The soreness came that afternoon. But it wasn't even that bad then, either. I took another shower that night, and washed the piercing and jewelry using non-scented antibacterial soap. The piercing it looking great and feeling great!
For anyone interested in genital piercings, the frenum is definitely the piercing to start with if you are feeling timid at all. This is an ideal piercing with very little soreness, no pain in piercing, and no blood. This is a piercing that can be done at your house, but do a LOT of research and buy the right supplies. It makes everything work so much better. I can't wait to show it off, thank you BME and everyone who helped make it so great!!!