Seven Frenum Ladder Experience at Modern American Bodyarts

Seven Frenum Ladder Experience at Modern American Bodyarts
By **** ****

After getting my first piercing, an apadravya, I knew it would only be a matter of months before I would go forth and collect a few more. I got my nipples pierced shortly after, but continued to be drawn to the idea of a frenum ladder -- and sensed it would somehow complete the 'look' I wanted -- to say nothing of contributing more sensation. ****, my wife, was healthily skeptical -- the apadravya had been difficult at first, in part because the barbell had been too long.
Two quick paragraphs on the topic of apadravya barbells: I'd measured my width at 1 3/16" with a set of calipers, and ordered a 14 ga. 1 3/16" stainless steel barbell. This was the perfect choice for healing the pierce. While it accommodated the slight swelling during the first month, it created some problems with intercourse -- initially difficult to fit in. The secret of course is that you have to tilt it, then straighten it to vertical once inside. The drag of course is that it will kill spontaneity until you become adroit with the maneuver. It can also limit positions. At least that was the case for me -- and both **** and I concurred that the sensations were worth these small sacrifices.
When I upgauged to a 12 ga. barbell, I dropped the length to 1 1/8". This was a good move in terms of comfort. I'll quote ****, who said "this is what apadravya sex is all about," once we tried it out. Happy to say it restored the lost maneuverability and spontaneity as well. Gauntlet literature suggests that you subtract 1/8" from your caliper measurement when you determine the barbell length of an apadravya. Given my experience -- namely that an 1 1/8" would have been too tight during the initial healing process -- I have no complaints about the route I took.
In any event, after getting the apadravya on July 3, both nipples done a month later, I found myself October 20 going to see Keith Alexander at Brooklyn's Modern American Bodyarts to get a seven frenum ladder. Keith had done both my apadravya and my nipples, and frankly, I'll go to no one else.
My reasons for getting the ladder were visceral and hard to explain. Part of it was visual -- a sense of completeness to my cock. Another element was the challenge of receiving 7 consecutive pierces. Part of it is the danger, the hazard that it conveys. Part of it is the child in me. Beyond that my feelings enter the wordless.
I'd selected 10 ga. 5/8" stainless steel barbells with 1/4" balls for the job. Unfortunately, I'd neglected to check the jewelry when it came in, thus failing to discover one of them had stripped. That was my first and only disappointment with the piercing experience.
In addition, **** and I had decided that she would do one of the piercings -- under Keith's supervision -- providing Keith would allow it. Keith approved -- "it's your dick," he chuckled. He knows **** well, and knows she's done quite a bit of reading, and has picked up a great deal (as well as picking up a good number of piercings herself). I had a great deal of faith in Keith's abilities, professionalism, and attention to hygiene. He is both a highly skilled piercer, and I suspected he would be as good a trainer. If anyone could set **** up to push a 10 ga. needle through my skin, Keith was definitely the guy.
After setting up in the World's Most Comfortable Piercing Chair, Keith removed some crude markings I had made as to where the frenums should go. Embarrassed, I watched Keith and quickly learned just how precise the markings must be. Keith spent roughly 10 minutes getting the markings correct with a needlepoint Sharpie, and a set of calipers. Accuracy and symmetry were important issues to both of us. After setting up the marks, Keith had **** assist in getting things set up. **** then got ready to photograph the piercings.
I grew tense and apprehensive with anticipation of the pain, and willed myself to relax, alternately winning and losing that ongoing struggle. Keith reminded me that these piercings would be nothing like the apadravya -- not on the same scale, he said.
He was right. What strikes me most about the multiple piercings is how your body wearies of own tension. By the fourth and fifth pierce, each became successively easier. I even had what was a minor breakthrough, in that I found I could finally 'call' the pierce, rather than relaxing until Keith perceived the timing was right. Important life lesson: Learn which experiences to resist, and give in to the rest. I tend to fight reality a bit haphazardly.
What I could not do, however, was call the shot when **** was lined up to complete the series. I needed to see her resolve, know that she would put the needle through, and not hesitate. At the same time, I wanted to have some control over the situation, which was at once frightening and exhilarating. We reached some kind of accord: I kept delaying her, and then we counted to three together. It was a painful pierce, not more so than the previous had been, but she was not as fast as Keith, so it went through a bit slower.
At the end of it, I felt bonded to **** in a new way. We had both tested the other, and come up good. The energy that passed between us when our eyes were locked for those long waiting minutes was indescribably heady.
And of course, there's one more to do yet.
Bruising was significant, but overall, aftercare was not difficult, save for the number of new pierces which must be cleaned. There was some bleeding -- a matter of a drop or two -- over the past four days. But the pierces have already healed sufficiently to make cleaning bearable. Hot compresses have been helping the bruising along as well.
Overall, the sheer number of them is incredible feeling, as is the skin over the barbells themselves -- which is now as sensitive as the web of foreskin just under my corona -- very nice. The weight of the balls is another issue. Having that much weight hanging from relatively fresh wounds is a very strange experience.: It's just enough to be noticeable as a pleasurable sensation by the fourth day. But during early healing, it can feel like you have a heavy, many tined fork hanging from your dick -- a bit masochistic, but endurable.
Boxer briefs are the way around this problem.
All in all, a very good piercing experience -- to do that many in a row is quite a challenge mentally, and physically. I believe my endurance and resolve were both tested, and I felt I learned something about surrender. Frankly, I'm still processing the experience. But I love the reward.
**** ****
New York City

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After getting my first piercing, an apadravya, I knew it would only be a matter of months before I would go forth and collect a few more. I got my nipples pierced shortly after, but continued to be drawn to the idea of a frenum ladder -- and sensed it would somehow complete the 'look' I wanted -- to say nothing of contributing more sensation. **, my wife, was healthily skeptical -- the apadravya had been difficult at first, in part because the barbell had been too long. Two quick paragraphs on the topic of apadravya barbells: I'd measured my width at 1 3/16" with a set of calipers, and ordered a 14 ga. 1 3/16" stainless steel barbell. This was the perfect choice for healing the pierce. While it accommodated the slight swelling during the first month, it created some problems with intercourse -- initially difficult to fit in. The secret of course is that you have to tilt it, then straighten it to vertical once inside. The drag of course is that it will kill spontaneity until you become adroit with the maneuver. It can also limit positions. At least that was the case for me -- and both and I concurred that the sensations were worth these small sacrifices. When I upgauged to a 12 ga. barbell, I dropped the length to 1 1/8". This was a good move in terms of comfort. I'll quote , who said "this is what apadravya sex is all about," once we tried it out. Happy to say it restored the lost maneuverability and spontaneity as well. Gauntlet literature suggests that you subtract 1/8" from your caliper measurement when you determine the barbell length of an apadravya. Given my experience -- namely that an 1 1/8" would have been too tight during the initial healing process -- I have no complaints about the route I took. In any event, after getting the apadravya on July 3, both nipples done a month later, I found myself October 20 going to see Keith Alexander at Brooklyn's Modern American Bodyarts to get a seven frenum ladder. Keith had done both my apadravya and my nipples, and frankly, I'll go to no one else. My reasons for getting the ladder were visceral and hard to explain. Part of it was visual -- a sense of completeness to my cock. Another element was the challenge of receiving 7 consecutive pierces. Part of it is the danger, the hazard that it conveys. Part of it is the child in me. Beyond that my feelings enter the wordless. I'd selected 10 ga. 5/8" stainless steel barbells with 1/4" balls for the job. Unfortunately, I'd neglected to check the jewelry when it came in, thus failing to discover one of them had stripped. That was my first and only disappointment with the piercing experience. In addition, and I had decided that she would do one of the piercings -- under Keith's supervision -- providing Keith would allow it. Keith approved -- "it's your dick," he chuckled. He knows well, and knows she's done quite a bit of reading, and has picked up a great deal (as well as picking up a good number of piercings herself). I had a great deal of faith in Keith's abilities, professionalism, and attention to hygiene. He is both a highly skilled piercer, and I suspected he would be as good a trainer. If anyone could set up to push a 10 ga. needle through my skin, Keith was definitely the guy. After setting up in the World's Most Comfortable Piercing Chair, Keith removed some crude markings I had made as to where the frenums should go. Embarrassed, I watched Keith and quickly learned just how precise the markings must be. Keith spent roughly 10 minutes getting the markings correct with a needlepoint Sharpie, and a set of calipers. Accuracy and symmetry were important issues to both of us. After setting up the marks, Keith had assist in getting things set up. then got ready to photograph the piercings. I grew tense and apprehensive with anticipation of the pain, and willed myself to relax, alternately winning and losing that ongoing struggle. Keith reminded me that these piercings would be nothing like the apadravya -- not on the same scale, he said. He was right. What strikes me most about the multiple piercings is how your body wearies of own tension. By the fourth and fifth pierce, each became successively easier. I even had what was a minor breakthrough, in that I found I could finally 'call' the pierce, rather than relaxing until Keith perceived the timing was right. Important life lesson: Learn which experiences to resist, and give in to the rest. I tend to fight reality a bit haphazardly. What I could not do, however, was call the shot when was lined up to complete the series. I needed to see her resolve, know that she would put the needle through, and not hesitate. At the same time, I wanted to have some control over the situation, which was at once frightening and exhilarating. We reached some kind of accord: I kept delaying her, and then we counted to three together. It was a painful pierce, not more so than the previous had been, but she was not as fast as Keith, so it went through a bit slower. At the end of it, I felt bonded to in a new way. We had both tested the other, and come up good. The energy that passed between us when our eyes were locked for those long waiting minutes was indescribably heady. And of course, there's one more to do yet. Bruising was significant, but overall, aftercare was not difficult, save for the number of new pierces which must be cleaned. There was some bleeding -- a matter of a drop or two -- over the past four days. But the pierces have already healed sufficiently to make cleaning bearable. Hot compresses have been helping the bruising along as well. Overall, the sheer number of them is incredible feeling, as is the skin over the barbells themselves -- which is now as sensitive as the web of foreskin just under my corona -- very nice. The weight of the balls is another issue. Having that much weight hanging from relatively fresh wounds is a very strange experience.: It's just enough to be noticeable as a pleasurable sensation by the fourth day. But during early healing, it can feel like you have a heavy, many tined fork hanging from your dick -- a bit masochistic, but endurable. Boxer briefs are the way around this problem. All in all, a very good piercing experience -- to do that many in a row is quite a challenge mentally, and physically. I believe my endurance and resolve were both tested, and I felt I learned something about surrender. Frankly, I'm still processing the experience. But I love the reward. ** New York City