It is just like a small pick of a needle for half a second?

At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon Artist Gary Menard Studio Way cool uptown---toronto Location toronto--North York

Okay---I cheated, I was circumcised at birth. No I don't remember that experience but here's my other experience.

You know it's funny, a year ago I won't even think of getting my lobes pierced. Between Gary(friend and piercer) and my girlfriend somehow about four months ago I found myself with my pants around my ankles, lying on a dentist style chair with my girlfriend holding me down and a friend sticking a small sharp pointy tube through my scrotum while I awaited to go blind as I stared at the ceiling lights with a mind running faster than it should.

..McDonalds food, city pollution, Toronto drinking water, peer presure...either way, it shocked the hell out of my longtime friends that I would subject myself to this by choice--I have no tattoos--two lobe rings that I was coerced into getting and had my Helix done and redone a number of times but nothing like this. As a conservative kind a guy this way really strange of me.

I had my Hafada piercing after about two or three times half-assed joke suggestions to my girlfriend about me doing it to see her reaction. Initially it was really good--she really seemed to like the idea of it she seemed to get off on it. "Now I have to get it", I thought, "I couldn't bring her expectations up like that and just not do it".

The joke ended up on me as more and more I thought about it I started to like the idea of it myself. I did a little research, asked a few questions and it really helped to have a girlfriend who really likes piercings and a really amazing and devoted piercer as a friend.

..So my birthday comes and Gary(Waycool Uptown--Toronto) offers me a present, as I was asking about it he offered a birthday piercing. Now I'm really sensitive and at this time very tense so, no lies, it hurt like a bitch. I felt like my groin was placed in a blender...for a split second--then my screaming nerves returned to a blissful silence.

The heavens opened as I walked out of Gary's studio of flesh and metal thinking "My woman won't be able to keep her hands off me".

Again, the joke was on me. All I got from her was a "flick, flick, It's cute" and that was it and now my groin is on display in photos on the net---okay, not what I was expecting. I'm not really know for my exibitionist tendencies but hey, who will ever look at me and think of those pictures anyway. Not many know and their all friends and I don't think myself special enough to be someones fantasy from that picture so there's no after picture chills or anything.

Well, it was done, and what's done is done. There was no going back now. I figured i would nurse my crippled and pierced ego back to health. No cheap drugs unless you count the fast food (I don't think I want to know what's in a bean burritto) so it was all force of will or confussion of what to do next... you know, whichever, I was going to live.

It was tender for a week or so but I was dedicated to making it through dispite my crushed ego thinking that my girl was going to lose herself in the flood of her own lust and getting, instead, a less emotional reaction then the ones she gives when she see's a kitten in a window. To make things worse, at the time I just started working as a security guard with way too many (rotating shift) hours and very uncomfortable pants. I adjusted them more times than I complined about needing coffee or sleep, at the time often confussing which one I needed the most of. The majority of the time it was fine but once in a while it would shift in a way that I wished it wouldn't and I would complain about the company issue pants and adjust my pants and hope it would shake loose.

The funny thing is I'm actually really glad I did it. A conservative guy with typically conservative friends...and I think it was a good thing. A little less than a month or so later, it was better than new..it was shinny too!

Overall, not at all what I was expecting but better. Now I'm going bead shopping. Do ya thing a disco ball is too much? Too bad they don't have UV captive beads yet, teehee. (Afterglow? okay, bad joke--please don't flame me, I sensitive, remember) :)

And yes, according to my girl it is a good bed toy, especially in certain positions...no I can't even comprehend which positions those might have been...I'm still a conservative wishing I was a kitten...or just in denial.

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P.S. Thanx to Gary and "Pierced One" and all others who helped me to understand more about what I was about to do. BME was great for info.