The Story of Dick Steel

At A Glance Author anonymous Artist Glenn Studio Glenn Scott Studios Location Dayton, OH

I finally worked myself up to a PA. I had decided before the New Year that I wanted one, but it was a matter of finding the time and nerve to have it done. This is something one doesn't do on the spur of the moment usually, and I have a n aversion to needles, especially in such a sensitive area. It wasn't easy to find a piercing parlor that even did genital piercings, at least not in an area fairly close to home.

I called one place relatively close, and was told they did PA's, but would start at 16 ga. My thought was that I did not want the jewelry to be that small for fear of the "cheese slicer" effect. I finally found Glenn Scott's Studio in Dayton, OH, where I could get it done. I talked to Glenn several times before setting up an appointment.

Unfortunately, I had to cancel my first appointment due to travel (and probably nerves, too). Nearly a month later, I set up the appointment for 12:30 on March 21. Strangely, as the time drew near, my nervousness gave way to a calm feeling, and I arrived a few minutes before time and absorbed the atmosphere of the studio with some customers getting tattoos and the soft music playing.

When it was time, Glenn took me next door to the main piercing room. The place where he does ears, lips, tongues, etc. was right off the waiting room and had no door for real privacy. As Glenn said, he wanted more private, quiet surroundings for "south of the border" work.

While I watched, he set up his tray with sealed packages and gloves galore. We had agreed on a 12 ga. 5/8" circular barbell, and then I could stretch to bigger size later. The time had come. Glenn stepped around the corner into another part of the room, and I dropped my jeans and briefs and lay on the table as though for a doctor's examination. He returned and placed a sheet over my lower half until he was ready to go. That way, I didn't feel so exposed. Naturally, I had shriveled up to a mere shadow of my normally slightly smaller-than-average size. I told Glenn I thought of spraying it with dayglow orange so it would be easier to find; (I hoped he wouldn't charge a finder's fee just to look for it)!

First, he sprayed a topical numbing agent on me and allowed it to do its job for a few minutes. He was very relaxed and friendly, and explained each step as he proceeded. I knew what to expect having read all the accounts in BME. He said the worst part would be the receiving tube. He was using a 10 ga. tube to catch a 12 ga. needle. This was not too bad - just a peculiar pressure. However, the worst was yet to come.

He asked if I were ready, and I put my hands over my head and grasped the edge of the table and said, "yes". The actual pierce was nowhere near as painful as I expected. It was more of an intense pinch. I was not watching while he worked, and thought I felt him putting the ring in. Then I heard him say, "Oh, No!" I immediately asked him if he had lost the hole. He was surprised that I realized what had happened. He got a stretching wand and tried to find the hole through the small amount of blood that had trickled down. That was the painful part. No Luck! He was very apologetic, and was trying to be as gentle as possible. He said he could pierce again, but was concerned about my pain. Then, he suggested that he could insert the receiving tube and try to catch the stretching wand, but wanted to know if I could stand it again. My reply was that I wanted it done, and I couldn't very well "drop it off, have it done, and pick it up later", so go ahead.

This time, it went smoothly. The jewelry slid through, he screwed on the ball, and held up a mirror so I could see his work. There was not much blood at all, considering what I had just been through. He again apologized for the trouble, and said I had done very well during the procedure. I placed some gauze pads in my briefs, pulled up my jeans, paid him, and left. No real pain!

I stopped for some lunch (with a caffeine-free diet soda to help flush out without the caffeine burn). I drove the 35 miles home with no discomfort. As soon as I got home, it was timefor the dreaded first piss. I sat down for this one. It didn't hurt at all! There was only a small spot on the pads, but no sting. I found that I can urinate standing up if I rotate the ball close to the urethra to prevent the fan-shaped spray. Never has it been even uncomfortable to urinate. Every time I went, I cleaned the piercing with antibacterial soft soap and cotton swabs.

Things have been smooth so far, except that the tip is bruised from the assault during the process. The bleeding, which was never more than a few quarter-sized spots, stopped within 30 hours following the piercing. It's now two days after the pierce, and, although the tip is still sore, there is no bleeding. I even went swimming that afternoon (in a dry condom, of course, to protect from the chlorine and bumping), and I can't wait to take it for a test drive.

Morning wood is a little painful, due to the bruising, but it is gradually getting better. I've been good so far, but the time passes slowly. I can't wait for the opportunity to bury it in my wife's body. Neither can she, even though she didn't know I was getting a PA. By the way, I'm 54 years old and have been married over 32 years. I wanted something that would bring a new twist to our sex life.

After six days, I had to "get hold of myself". This was fantastic! This wasn't a case of "wood", - this was GRANITE! As I came, I noticed that I didn't shoot as I had in the past. Instead, there was a steady roll of liquid pearl that just kept coming (pun intended). The erections have been harder and the ejaculations more intense than they had been in years. Both my wife and I LOVE that.

As I started to get back into more activity with my wife, she now loves to flick the barbell with her tongue, and swallow the resulting protein, and take the ring as deeply into her blonde pussy as I can push it. There's never been anything like it for pure stimulation. Why didn't I do this sooner! Yeah, I know - lack of courage. If I had only known how little it hurt and how great it would be afterward, I never would have waited so long. Just walking around keeps me semi-erect. It makes me feel "larger". And I don't necessarily try to hide my ring in restrooms, either. I sure get some wide-eyed stares!

You've heard it before, but it's true - If you're thinking about getting a PA - DO IT! It is not nearly as painful as you think it will be. The mind is a powerful deterrent, but it can be overcome. The enjoyment will last a lifetime. I can't wait to stretch to at least a 6 ga. In public, I smile to myself thinking about the secret I have concealed under my conservative appearance. I wish I could find out what my friends would think and say, but, at least for now, there is nobody other than my wife sharing my secret. C'mon, join Club PA!