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I think it's interesting how many stories on the BME site come from men whose conservative outward appearance belies the adornments they wear under their clothing. Perhaps for those of us who fit that description, body piercing is our wayof expressing our individuality beyond what is possible or acceptable in our professional roles.That is my situation exactly. As a 40 year old teacher, I have a very clean-cut, conventional persona. In spite of that, ever since I saw a photo spread of a guy with a pierced nipple in a magazine years ago, I've been fascinated by body piercing. I started with my left nipple, but over the years I gradually found myself wanting another piercing. My first thought was a Prince Albert, but after reading several issues of PFIQ, looking at info from the Gauntlet, and checking out piercing-related web sites, I decided that a guiche was where I wanted to start. It was unusual enough and sexual enough to appeal to my sense of adventure, yet it didn't seem as drastic a step as having a hole through the head of my cock.
Having definitely decided to have the piercing done, I called the studio and made an appointment for later that week. My partner went with me, both for moral support and just because he wanted to watch! Jason, the piercer, immediately put me at ease with his relaxed yet competent demeanor. I signed all the necessary paperwork, discussed ring size (we settled on 12 gauge), and picked out the jewelry itself (a plain captive bead ring). Jason had no objection to my partner's observing the procedure, so all three of us then went back to the little piercing room.
Even though I'd already had a nipple pierced, I found myself getting a little tense as Jason began to make his preparations. He asked me to remove my pants, so I kicked off my shoes, dropped my shorts and underwear, and stood naked from the waist down. From descriptions I had read, I expected to have to get down on all fours while the needle attacked from the rear, but instead Jason asked me do sit on the reclining table, lean back and spread my legs. I also had to hold my balls up out of the way while he marked the spots for the needle's entrance and exit. My partner was watching this with great interest, and I have to admit that it was a stimulating experience to be lying there half naked with my legs spread wide and two men intently examining such an intimate area!
After the preparations were complete, the actual piercing itself was over almost before I realized what had happened. There was one brief instant of pain, which stopped immediately, and then there was a bright stainless steel ring hanging between my legs. I felt a little light-headed for a few minutes, but that feeling soon passed. As my partner and I left the studio and went out to dinner that evening, I was almost giddy from the experience both the natural high of the actual piercing itself and the satisfaction of having a new adornment to my body. In fact, I was constantly tempted to stop people on the street and tell them what I'd just had done!
As with my nipple piercing, I was fortunate not to experience any complications. As recommended, I washed the piercing carefully, soaked it from time to time in salt water, and took a zinc supplement. It healed very quickly, and the only side effect was a little soreness for the first few weeks.
Even though a guiche is not a sexual piercing in the same way a Prince Albert is, I still find that it adds a lot to the quality of my sexuality. Just having the ring there makes me constantly aware of that part of my body, and adding a weight to it, as I do sometimes, just intensifies the sensation. My partner finds it very erotic, as do other friends who have seen it, and its sensitivity makes the extra oral attention it receives extremely pleasurable.
Part of the thrill of being pierced for me remains the contrast between my conventional outward appearance and the steel rings decorating my body underneath my traditional clothing, and I'd love to hear from other men who feel the same way. Now, as I've recently turned 40, I'm starting to want another piercing or perhaps my first tattoo as a commemoration of entering another decade. Having a tattoo on my ass appeals to me, or maybe I'll have my other nipple done, as I really like the look of two pierced tits connected by a chain. And then, there's always the thought of that PA nagging at the back of my mind!