I got my scrotum pierced in September of 2002 at Infinite Body Piercing in Philadelphia PA. I had previously gotten 3 frenums pierced there, and one nipple elsewhere, and pretty much decided to get the scrotum done because I thought it would look cool, without breaking symmetry. It was also sort of a birthday present for myself. I knew that frenums didn't hurt very much and I wanted to push myself to see if I had the guts to get my scrotum done. As of the day I went, one of my friends was offering three to one odds that I'd chicken out.
At A Glance Author Satchel Contact Satchel@bme.anon When Three months ago Artist Jon Studio Infinite Body Piercing Location Philadelphia Pennsylvania So, I hopped on the subway, filled up on a nutritious, delicious meal at the Taco Bell on south street (lots of beans are good for keeping the stomach calm, I find) and then headed over. The guy behind the counter winced when I told him I wanted to get another frenum and a scrotum done at the same time, but then showed me some jewelry. Being a poor college student, I chose the simplest steel apparel I could, a 10 gauge 3/4 inch CBR. The ring's diameter was huge compared to what I had expected. I was thinking of a ring like my nipple ring, sort of a little dime sized thing, not this shiny half-dollar sized clunker.
The piercer, Jon, who has done 6 of the 7 current piercings I have, led me to the back room and had me drop my trousers. I had to stand up for him to make sure everything would be centered along the line of symmetry that runs vertically through a person's body, and then I hopped up on the table. He cleaned the area with something, changed his gloves, disinfected the needle and the jewelry and then cleaned his hands again. I've had surgery that was less sterile that this piercing. IBP is amazing at how much effort they put into being clean. I'd eat off their floor any day.
The frenum went by fine and then it was time for the scrotum. My heart was beating a little harder than usual because of the anticipation and having just got another frenum done. Jon told me to relax, breath in, breath out, breath in, and on the third breath he put the needle through.
To be entirely honest, I thought I was going to die. I thought he had hit some sort of artery I'd never heard of before. The pinch of the needle going through was like the pinch of getting a nipple done multiplied by ten. It only lasted for a split second, but during that split second I could feel every nerve in my body and white lights danced in front of my eyes. With my frenum experiences, I now know that the farther south from the head of the penis that one gets pierced, the more it pinches, and I think it culminates in the scrotum. The spot I chose was about an inch below the base of my penis, and I can't imagine how much the pinch pinches if you head further down.
Of course, ten minutes later I was on the street walking home. The pinch was only temporary, and it started to go away as soon as the needle was out. Even knowing how bad it is, I'd go get another if I thought I'd look good with it. After I left Infinite, (under my own power I'm proud to say) I went to a store to say hello to my roommate's sister, (she wasn't there) and then on to the grocery store to go food shopping with my roommate. As we shopped, I started to feel a little dizzy, and my heart really never stopped pounding from the moment I got pierced till several hours later, but I never got sick or anything. In fact, getting my scrotum pierced was altogether like giving blood at a Red Cross Blood Drive, except that I didn't projectile vomit and pass out. I'd rather get my scrotum pierced again than give blood, that's for sure.
Speaking of blood, if you get your scrotum done, be prepared for some of the red, red kroovy. I bled when I got it done, but Jon wiped it off, and by the time I got home from my crotch to my knee was covered. I don't think it was actually a lot of blood, but it got smeared around by my clothes as I bought the soda and malted milk balls I lived off of for a week afterwards.
It's been, I believe, exactly four months and seven days since I got it done. It's still in, and never got infected. It was sore for about a day, and I'm still getting crust on it over the course of the day, but everything's fine. I keep the hair around it a little short, because it has a tendency to stick, and I can't tell you how unpleasant of a situation nut hair stuck to your scrotum ring is. It looks, in my humble opinion, pretty cool, and I can't wait until I can put more pressure on it. If I pull the ring, I can pull it out just about a half inch before it starts to sting and I have to reduce the force. If I can ever get to the point where I can pull it like I can pull on my nipple ring, I'll be in for some mighty interesting times. It really doesn't affect sensation in any way other than if it's pulled on, and it's too low to do anyone else any good.
If you skipped to the end, here's the summary: Infinite is the cleanest place on the face of the earth. They could make those super pure silicon chip things in their piercing rooms. A scrotum ring pinches like the devil, but only temporarily. It's sore for about a day, and the bleeding, although frighteningly plentiful, stops after two days. But they are cool enough, not to mention stylish enough, that it's worth it. I had the guts to do it, and now I can say to myself any time some thing bad happens "It could be worse, some one could stab my package again". Your experience might be different, but mine was 100% good times.