It has been a slow road for me to develop my never finished product. My family background always frowned against tattooing and piercing. As a young boy I can rememebr my father telling me how horrible tattoos were. If only he could see me now.... At about the same time I remember seeing a man with a sleeper in his ear with the cross dangling and my father saying he must be queer. I can remember thinking how cool it was.
At A Glance Author Danny Artist Various Studio Various Location Australia As a teenager there were many times that I pierced my own lobes with safety pins. If I ever went away on vacation without the family I would pierce my own lobes and cartlides and slip in the sleepers only to remove them on return. I also used to get a buzz out of bleaching my hair bright blond only to have it cut off before returning from vacation. I felt so cool. Then at 18 I went to a tattoo shop and got my first tattoo on my arse cheek. It was an ace looking panther - I figured that only my girlfriend would see it and that my parents would never know. I figured that even if I had to go to the family doctor he would never see it. I desperately had to hide my secret urge.
Then I decided on nipple piercings. Stuff it I just had to do it! For 4 years I hid my big pierced nipples from my parents. I had 14 gauge barbells which I successfully hid. These were the fattest things known to man. I desperately wanted more but had to wait.
Then I managed to move to the west coast away from my family. I had to get my urge fulfilled and I couldnt face my family any more. I had made a clean break and knew I could get on with it. Luckily I had saved enough money to set my self up. Travelling all over California, Nevada and Arizona I got on with it. First I had my lobes pierced properly, after all they deserved it. My initial piercings were 8 gauge CBR's which just sat in the lobes with such a feeling of belonging. Every week I kept on getting more. Then in one day I had a 10 gauge septum done, a labret stud and my second tattoo - a colorful dragon on my uper arm, but large so everyone could see it with a T shirt. The following week I had my other upper arm totally sleeved in a marathon effort. Fuck, the feeling that this sense of achievement gave me was awesome. I had a new girlfriend and the sex seemed better than ever as my body seemed to finally mature.
In the next 6 months, when I have turned 30, there was no stopping me. I got more tattoos and had my lobes stretched to 00 with metal tunnels. This was the coolest thing yet. I could were my ears with or without jewellery in my tunnels. Sometimes I wear 6 gauge CBR's just to give that extra feeling. I had my conchs both pierced which are now at 2 gauge and the CBR's just sit there so cooly.
My the time I was 35 I discover BME and I just had to get back into piercing myself. My new girlfriend worked at Hot Topic and I got some new younger friends that were into it in abig way. They looked up to my piercings and tattoos. Then I wanted to get a reverse PA . I knew it was going to hurt but couldnt handle someone else pulling on my penis so I decided to do it myself. I think I figured I could control the pain better this way. I bought all the needles and sat in the bathroom at home and gently inserted the needel in to my dick and before the shaking and trauma got to me I but the needle through. The adrenaline rush was more than any thing I have ever felt. I put the 10 gauge BCR in to my dick which was now fat hard and have never looked back.
I have since had my nipples with horseshoes at 10 gauge, both arms totally colouerd in sleeves down to the elbows ( I reckon clean skin on the lower arms still looks good)my lower legs sleeved and my shoulders complketed in a japanese dragon theme. I usually keep my hair in a 2 inch mohawk brightly bleached blond, but the other hairstyle that my girlfrind loves is an undercut. I haven't gone made on the ears yet with only a pair of 12gauge cartlides added and a tragus on my left ear (guys always need at lear 1 more piercing in their left ear). I have had my labret stretched to 10 gauge and my septum to 6 gauge.
So dont dispair if you are having trouble getting going in your hidden urge out on the streets. I kept it all very secret for many years. When the time is right you'll make it happen and the addiction will bite. By the way stuff my family, they dont own my body I do. I love the looks you get from people. No doubt some think you are a freak and they almost frightened of you. Others look in admiration and sometimes in desperation - because there are many others out there, likeI was still waiting to find the time to fulfill the urge