I don't even have my ears pierced, and I wanted to pierce WHAT?!? That's right, I wanted a PA. I wasn't even going to work my way up (or down) from pierced ears....I was going straight for the dick!
At A Glance Author Thor When A week ago Artist Rick Studio Emporium of Design 2028 E Colfax Location Denver, Colorado It all started about a year ago when a friend lent to me a new video featuring a porn star with a PA. I found that image so intriguing that I did some searching on the Internet for just what the heck THAT kind of body piercing was called. Luckily, I found the BME site, which is tantamount to finding Pandora's Box. Within minutes of looking at the site and reading some other experiences, I just knew that some day I would have one for myself.
I am a teacher in the Omaha area. I did some research on local piercing studios and found that there were several competent people in the area. However, teachers like me tend to have a constant feeling that they are living in a fishbowl. Many of my students have various body piercings (mostly navels, ears and tongue) so I could just imagine word getting out in the community that a high school teacher was in the shop for a PA...it wouldn't take them long to figure out that it was me. Having my students talk about my dick was a bit much for me to picture, so I decided that on my next trip to Denver I was going to get the job done there.
Fast forward to spring break 2002. Denver here I come. One of my best friends had his nipples pierced at a studio on East Colfax Avenue called "Emporium of Design" and he suggested that go there. It took two precious days of my spring break to get up the nerve to walk through the doors of the place, but the girl acting as receptionist did a nice job of making me feel like it was no big deal. She showed me their jewelry and told me that their "piercer" (I think his name is Rick) was gone for lunch but would be back in a few minutes. Good. I needed a lot of time to contemplate which piece of steel or gold I was going to have peeking out of my pee hole for the next several months!
I began looking at the far-left side of the case at the zero gauge and zero-zero gauge cbr's and being slightly horrified at the thought of something that big. Then I saw a lot of very small gauge jewelry that looked to me like it could tear through my dick like a cheese slicer. Most of the experiences that I read about on the BME site steered me toward the 10-gauge cbr's and I made up my mind this is what I was going to get. Rick arrived after several minutes and began advising me on the jewelry available. He steered me toward a much smaller piece of jewelry than I had hoped for. He said that he would be happy to special order anything I wanted that they might not have, but he suggested that I start out with a 14 gauge horse-shoe shaped bent bar bell. His advice of shape excited me, but I was a bit disappointed in the size he was suggesting.
I figured that since he had done so many of these (he also told me that he had his own done starting at this same gauge fifteen years earlier), I accepted his professional advice, and agreed upon the 14 gauge jewelry. He also said that he didn't like using the cbr's with someone new like me (especially since I don't live in Denver), because sometimes the beads pop off. He didn't want to put me through this trauma – knowing that I live in Omaha and might not know what to do. So, he had me sit down and wait a few minutes so he could get the equipment ready and autoclave the jewelry. Before I knew it, he came back out into the waiting room and told me that everything was ready. I was amazed at how calm this man was. It was such a major deal to me but his calm professionalism really helped put me at ease. What impressed me greatly about this piercer was the sign he had on his door: "If you have something to say about our competition, I would prefer that you say it to THE M". I liked that. He was confident enough in his own abilities that he didn't want to hear people bad-mouthing other studios in Denver. Very cool.
He showed me back to a very clean room with a modern dentist chair and he closed the door behind me and locked it. He must have known I was really nervous and he spent a couple minutes calming me down and telling me that the door was locked so nobody could barge in when we were doing the procedure. He said that for him the worst part of getting this piercing done fifteen years ago, was knowing that some other guy had his dick in their hands. I think he assumed that I was "straight" and might be bothered by a guy messing with me. He was wrong on both accounts, (it was the needle that had me terrified) but that's okay, I knew that he was trying his best to make me feel comfortable about it and I appreciated his efforts.
He had me drop my drawers and hop into the chair. He had disinfected the chair AND put a large new surgical pad (blue with a plastic backing much like my dentist hangs around my neck) on the chair for me to sit upon. He scrubbed-up, put sterile gloves on, and then sprayed by dick, balls, and pubic area with a disinfectant - which was cold and caused my dick to shrivel up even more. He explained to me that he doesn't like to use a receiving tube, but preferred to manipulate my dick by squeezing it in various ways to open the urethra and feed a lubricated needle down from the inside to the appropriate site for the piercing. I said "okay" and I laid back in the chair again. He opened a small packet of some type of lubricant gel and squeezed it out onto another new small blue sterile surgical pad at his workstation and I put my hands behind my head and waited for him to begin.
All I felt, was a gentle squeezing of my dick and after a few seconds he told me that he had the needle in the right spot (I felt absolutely nothing and couldn't even tell the needle was resting there inside my urethra. He said that he was going to tell me when he was going to push the needle through. When I said "okay", he just very quickly shoved the needle through when I wasn't totally expecting it, and within a couple seconds he had the jewelry inserted and told me it was all done. I thought he was going to do something stupid like count to three or something, so I was glad that he surprised me. I felt only a sharp pinch for just a minute at the sight of the piercing and he told me to sit up and take a look at it. Wow. I was flooded with one of the most intense feelings I've ever had in my life.
There was only a very small spot of blood, but he said because there was a little bleeding he was going to bandage me up. He wrapped some gauze around my dick and the jewelry and (just like many of the other experiences you will read on BME) he put a new surgical glove over my peter and ran a piece of tape around it all to hold it gently there. He then spent a lot of time talking me through the aftercare stages I was going to go through and said that he felt confident that within one or two hours I could remove the bandage, clean myself up, and there would be no further bleeding. He gave me a pamphlet explaining their suggested aftercare steps and he cautioned me against using antibiotic ointments and told me that from his experience the best thing to use was Bactine twice a day and frequent urination to clean it out.
I drove back to my friends house where I was staying for spring break, and could hardly believe what I had just done, but I was overwhelmed by a feeling of happiness that is hard to explain. Rick (the piercer) was right about my piercing. The glove and gauze was fairly messy when I took it off, but the bleeding had totally stopped sometime during that first two hours. Since then, I have not seen any more blood at all. I had this piercing done four days ago, and the healing process seems to be coming along just fine. I get a quite strong jingling feeling when I am walking from the two beads hanging there on the end of my cock, which is very exciting. I only feel a little bit of pain when something happens like the jewelry catches on my underwear. I'm VERY happy that I'm having absolutely no problem peeing when standing up. No drips, no errant spraying, no wet pants or floor!
After three days taking it easy I drove back to Omaha from Denver with my dick sticking out of my shorts (I figure the air circulation would be good for it) and I swear that I had a raging hard-on for the entire 7 hour drive! I used a baseball cap to cover it when the truckers passed me...figuring most of them were looking for some chick to flash her tits instead! I got pulled over by the highway patrol for speeding and I didn't even care. The whole time the patrolman was talking to me, all I could think about was my piercing and the extreme hard-on I had in my shorts. Maybe he noticed the hard-on, because the patrolman only gave me a warning ticket. Gotta love those Colorado Highway Patrol!
I'm following the Emporium of Design's advice on aftercare and don't plan on having sex for several weeks. So far I've been able to resist masturbation, but I don't know if this is going to last. The piercing keeps me excited a lot! If you are in the Denver area or plan to go to Denver in the future, I would definitely recommend Emporium of Design on East Colfax (next to the Walgreen's). I thought their prices were extremely reasonable. $35 for a genital piercing, $28 for the jewelry. I tipped Rick another $20 for his professionalism and his extreme efforts to make me feel comfortable through the procedure, and the time he spent explaining care. I am so happy that I had this done. I'd recommend it to EVERY guy. Now I'm going to spend the next several months contemplating other jewelry to switch-out down the road. The next time one of my students starts bragging about their navel or tongue piercing, they won't know why I have a huge smirk on my face!! Good luck to all of you. If you haven't had it done, JUST DO IT!!!