Saturday 14th June.
At A Glance Author Amadeus Contact Amadeus@bme.anon When It just happened Artist Joel Anderson Studio Dermagraphics Location Ponsonby, Auckland, NEW ZEALAND I remember, 2 years ago, vehemently stating that I would NEVER even consider getting a genital piercing – and yet, here I was, with my oldest friend, walking into Dermagraphics (http://www.tattoo.net.nz).
First, a bit of history. I'm a 21yo gay guy from Auckland, New Zealand. After I got my first tattoo (A Celtic knot on my left arm) in 2002, I've been hooked. Since then, I've had another tattoo, (A bulls head in Maori motif), and my eyebrow pierced, although the eyebrow piercing got ripped out about 5 months ago...
One day, whilst surfing the 'Net, I discovered www.bmezine.com. This site has really opened my eyes to the wonderful world of bodymod!!! :-P
After looking through the galleries of male genital piercings (and NO, I was not perving!), I thought fleetingly about getting my penis pierced. I immediately dismissed the idea, as who in their right mind would want to cause that amount of trauma to the most prized male possession?????
Then, maybe a month or so later, I found myself browsing the galleries of the genital piercings. A seed of an idea was born.
I thought about it in depth, trying to work out what the risks would be, what the benefits would be. I read pretty much all the stories in the bmezine gallery for frenum/lorum piercings, and the idea grew and grew until I knew that I HAD to get it done!
I discussed the idea with my friends, and even though most of them thought I was just completely daft to get metal in penis, I still managed to convince myself.
Once I knew that I was certain I wanted to actually proceed with this madness, I called Dermagraphics, and spoke to Joel, whom had pierced my eyebrow many moons ago, and I felt very comfortable with the idea of him holding a VERY sharp piece of metal to my body.
I asked, in what must have been the most scared voice I have ever produced whether or not Dermagraphics did genital piercing. Joel asked which kind, and I told him that I wanted to get my frenum pierced. He assured me that it was a good choice, and that yes, he could do that for me, and when would I like it to be done? I booked it in for the 14 June, as that was the day after my pay went in (Gotta hate monthly pay!!).
All too quickly, the 14th came around. I organized my oldest friend, JP to come with me, as I wasn't too keen on the idea of facing the needle all on my lonesome. He picked me up from my partner's house, and we drove off to see Joel.
When we got there, I said hi to Joel, and then he took me out to the back room, and he applied a generous coating of anesthetic to the end of my penis, swathed it up in hospital clear patches.
I was then ordered to go eat, and to come back in an hours time. I got about halfway through my brunch when I had a serious wave of nausea. I ended up leaving the café after only eating half of my food, a few sips of a coffee, and my spirulina.
12:30 came around far too quickly for my liking!
We went back to Dermagraphics, and greeted Joel again. He took us both out to the back room, and instructed me to sit on the table, and pull my pants down a little so that we could "do this".
Understandably, I was at this moment asking myself what the hell I was doing. Was I really about to get a needle through my most valued possession?? More importantly, WAS I MAD????
It appeared to be so, as soon enough, Joel was applying the clamps, which really weren't as bad as most people seem to make them out to be.
Then came the fateful words:
"Breathe in. Hold it. Breathe out."
As I exhaled, I felt a little pressure against my dick, and then looked down to see my dick with a needle at least 3" long passing right through the frenum!!!
I turned to JP, and stated
"JP – there's a needle in my cock!!"
He agreed with me that yes, yes there was a needle there.
Joel then told me to breathe in again, as he was going to push the needle through, and insert the barbell. He told me that this was often the worst part. To be honest, I felt a tug, and a sharp pain that was only slightly more painful than the piercing.
I then looked down again, and my dick had a lovely shiny barbell sticking through the frenum.
I can't stress enough how much this didn't hurt! It may have been the anesthetic, but I barely felt anything. It hurt even less than my eyebrow piercing!
It's been roughly 32 hours now, and the only pain I've had was when I was washing it, and I must've got a little soap in the actual piercing... :-S
The only bad thing about this piercing is that I've been told, by Joel, that I'm not allowed to have sex for THREE MONTHS! I'm not sure how I'll manage to stick to that, but I will at least try! :P