An ex-roommate of mine had a frenum, and he didn't really show it off (unless drunk) or brag about it, but I constantly heard from his girlfriend about how great it was during sex. This, and the idea in general intrigued me, and I flirted with the thought of having one of my own. I'm not into body mods at all, and this was going to be my first piercing I dont even have my ears done, so no basis for comparison. I scanned the internet and interviewed him extensively on the entire procedure and found the ins and outs of this piercing.
At A Glance Author Zims When A month ago Artist The Reverend Billy Studio Blue Flame Location Hillsborough St., Raleigh North Carolina Looking back, it seems the only factors preventing me from the frenum were: 1. The cost. I've been broke for quite a while and frankly, I'd rather eat and have lights on than a piece of metal through my dick. 2. The "bench time". You MUST abstain from ALL sexual contact for a MINIMUM of 6 weeks. Thats heavy. 3. The STD issue. I'm told by reliable sources that genital piercings can shred through condoms like paper. 4.Plain old nervousness. I mean, it IS a piercing through your dick...
A few months rolled by and I had been telling everyone I was thinking of doing it. Then some friends of mine we like "Ok, we're going with you tomorrow so you get get it done." Time to shit or get off the pot. Here goes nothing...
Through my research I found the best piercer to go to in my area, and headed over there. Went in the shop and very calmly said "Um. How much is a frenum?" "80 bucks." he said. Shit. I told myself that I wasn't going to do it if it was over 50. He laid no pressure on me at all, even told me to think about it then come back. I didn't come all this way with a few of my boys to puss out at this point. "Nah it's cool, let's do it."
He ran my credit card, and I did not tip him. This has been a heated debate with me and a few friends. Don't get me wrong, I've had tattoo work done, and I've tipped that guy but this was just a guy doing a procedure on my dick. It was going to be awkward for the both of us, and thats why genital piercings are as expensive as they are. If I go back for adjustments or new jewelry, I'll tip him then.
We went in the room, he closed the door, I sat on the "dentist's chair", and he broke it all down for me. "I'm gonna clean the area, mark the spot, clamp you up, pierce you, but the barbell in, and give you a care sheet with instructions." My heart was beating through my chest. We were both calm and cool, and talking like he was just a mechanic working on my car. He asked if I had any questions, and I said "Is it true that you have to wear a condom on you dick for like 2 weeks afterwards for bleeding purposes?" He told me no and informed me that thats what he recommends for a few days after a Prince Albert, and that a frenum doesn't bleed too much. "Is it true that this thing rips condoms pretty easy?" He looked me dead in the eye and said "Yes." Ah shit. Oh well, you only live once right? "Let's do this."
He laid out all his gear and showed me what everything was, then asked me to drop my shorts. No big deal. I then realized I was so fucking nervous that my dick had shrunk up smaller than my thumb kinda like it was trying to escape. I thought (at least I don't have a hard-on for this). I tried calming my nerves as he started to go to work, and said loud enough for my friends to hear, "Gee, it must be cold in here!" They all broke out in laughter, so did the Billy -the piercer. He corrected me, and said "Nah, what you're supposed to say 'Hey! Keep your mouth off that thing!'." I tried not to move as I laughed. Having a guy that is calm, and tries to keep you calm is essential.
He clamped me up with the coldest clamps he could find, checked the positioning, and said "Ok, take a real deep breath, then let it out real slow." As I started to exhale I felt what began to be the worst pain of my life. Just as I started inhale for a loud scream --Bang! The pain was gone. It was over. As fast as the pain was there, it was gone. If he had stopped half-way through -for any reason, it would have been torture. No big deal at all. There and gone.
He fitted me up with a barbell, gave me a care sheet, and told me 4 very important things: 1. Soak it twice a day in a saline salt water solution 10-15mins for six to eight weeks. 2. Don't listen to your friends. What sounds like a good idea, probably isn't, and you could end up with and infection or probably worse. 3. Start wearing tighty-whities for at least two weeks -so you don't snag on anything.
And 4. No sexual contact for at least 6 weeks.
Well that was a little over three weeks ago. The first few days it was sore -but not too painful. The next morning when I woke up with hard-on, it was sore as shit -as he informed me it would be, and the pain went away as the boner did. For the first week it would randomly ache or feel like it was on fire, then the pain would go away.
Not being able to scratch your balls through your pocket sucks. Not being able to fuck or beat off while everyone around you does then tells you about it sucks. Having to wake up early to soak it, or soak it before bed or while you're wasted and just trying to pass out sucks.
Getting wasted and whipping your dick out in public to show everyone rules. Your friends using the pick-up line "Hey, my friend here has his dick pierced." -rules. And the girls that know I have it, that whisper to each other when I walk in the room, that are being extra nice to me, and that know the exact date when I can start fucking again -rule.
Its no big deal, just go do it. Instant legendary status. Everyone will know how badass you are after they find out you can take a needle through your cock.
***p.s. --i tried beating off just two weeks after it was done (hey I am a man you know!) and this was a BAD idea. I irritated the shit out of the piercing, and it actually bruised up one whole side of my dick. I hope I didn't set the healing process back too far by doing that. It's much better now...