So, for about the past four years I've wanted a piercing. My parents are incredibly anti-piercing to the point that they threatened cutting me off and taking me out of college if I got anything done. So, naturally I had no desire to be without income and not in school.
At A Glance Author tondichter When It just happened Artist Myself Studio Living room My desire was only heightened when I started dating this guy who, as I discovered, had a hafada. It was sooo hot, and none to pleasurable during intimacy. His was really high-gauged, he wore a big glass spiral that was just amazing.
I had been thinking about doing this for a while, and when I was on vacation I went to a piercing shop to ask if they could do it; they would, but it would be 90$!! I couldn't afford it, but I decided after a while that I could probably go through with it at some point. This was augmented by my parents wanting me to stop being friends with one of my very best friends because she had her nose pierced, and another of my friends had a tattoo on his wrist. Being Liberal, I found these comments very offensive and only made me want to get a piercing more. I had another friend who had high-gauge piercings in his ears that were really cool, he had these awesome dark-blue glass plugs that made me want to have stretched ears too. If only my parents weren't so judgmental.
I waited for several months. I considered disobeying my parents and getting my ear(s) pierced. Then I thought perhaps that I could do it myself. I called up my ex-boyfriend and found that he had in fact done his by himself...he had had it for two years already. I decided to go through with it. He supported me totally, and indicated that he would like to see the finished product if I went through with it. I decided that I would go through with it, and do it myself.
I prepared all my equipment--some sewing needles, rubbing alcohol, ice, a lighter, and the jewelry. I rubbed the spot I was planning to pierce with some alcohol and then some ice to sanitize it and make it a bit less painful. I took my needle and used the lighter and then alcohol to clean it. By now I had the biggest hard-on, so I did some breathing and calmed it down. I iced the spot one more time, and pushed the needle through.
I was expecting it to be really painful, like getting a shot on your ball-sack, but really it was just dull pain like a pinch. I slid the needle through. I got the jewelry ready to put in, and then realized that the jewelry was too large for the hole. I would have to do it again.
I basically repeated the whole process of sanitization and icing with another, larger needle. I had done it already and wasn't too worried, but the needle was a good deal thicker and was more painful to push through. Finally, after some pushing and breathing, the needle went through, and I slipped the jewelry--a ring--quickly through. Getting the jewelry in was the most painful part, but luckily it didn't hurt very much at all.
By now I was breathing really fast, but luckily I didn't feel like I was going to pass out. I moved the ring around to make sure that everything was alright, and swabbed the spot and the ring with some more alcohol to make sure.
I did some more breathing to try and calm myself, and then got up and looked in the mirror. It was great, exactly in the right spot on my sack, and the jewelry that I had selected looked fantastic. That night I swabbed it every so often to ensure that it wouldn't get infected. Every time I looked at it, I couldn't believe how amazing it looked and that I had done it myself.
I got to see my ex a days later, and he was as eager to see it as I was for him to see it, and to compare mine to his. He really liked it, and the ensuing intimacy was made so much better by our piercings...it was like a secret bond that we had, even though we weren't and still aren't together anymore. Still, it was great.
Needless to say I'm really proud of my new hafada...invisible from my parents, no less! I don't think I'll ever regret it. Finally, the piercing that I've been waiting for. I just need to remember to take it out before going through any metal detectors. I'm hoping to go search for some more jewelry too; I guess I'll call up my ex and ask him where he got that awesome glass spiral...
(I would not recommend that anyone do this piercing themselves. I did it myself due to lack of money and a strange fear of revealing my goods to anyone other than someone I was dating seriously.)