I've been thinking about getting a piercing for about a year or so, but I had two problems: I didn't know what piercing to get, and my parents, despite the fact they call themselves liberals, are completely stubborn when it comes to piercings. They're against it, they think its wrong (other than ears and navels, in girls), they think its masochistic, etc...The point is, there was no chance in fuck that they would let me get a piercing, even though I'm an adult now. A few years ago, I had attempted to get away with a cartilage piercing in my left ear, but they almost tore it off as soon as I walked in the door with it. I'm a partisan of Goth subculture, you wouldn't imagine what I've had to go through to get them to finally accept my lifestyle, I won't even get into it. So the status is now, dress as goth as you want, but don't get anything pierced or tattooed. Even so, I love them very much.
At A Glance Author Catatonic Contact Catatonic@bme.anon When It just happened Artist Federico Cortés Studio 506 Location San José, Costa Rica One day, surfing around the net, I stumbled across this nice little piercing...the Prince Albert, amongst other genital piercings. Being a person who is very fond of his genitals, I instantly bollocked it in my mind and said: No way in fuck will I ever do that. However, I did get quite interested and started to find out more about it. Several months later...I really wanted one, desperately. Why? 1) It looked very pretty, 2) sexual upgrade, 3)I live in a pretty conservative country, where although piercing is popular, the ultra macho thing in costarrican men keeps them from doing anything to their willy; so reason three is that not many people have these things; prolly a maximum of twenty guys in the whole country with anykind of genital piercing.
I went around and about, looking for a decent studio to get this done. I found that most of them did it, but only one studio, 506 Piercing, had an APP licensed piercer (as a matter of fact, the only one in all of central america), Federico. I had seen this lad in public shows, doing suspension, trucking, flesh-eating, and other nice things. This was the man, this was the man who was going to mutilate my willy. Federico is a tall skinny bloke, with huge ear plugs, both brows pierced, septum plug, nipples pierced, a nice long mohawk, and a whopping 00gauge P.A himself. He is also a charming, nice, and very comforting lad. A hardcore piercer with the mellowness of a pediatritian.
I booked an appointment for today, Saturday, at 1pm. My best friend(and main supporter) Samantha was to accompany me, so I picked her up from the Uni, and off we went. We arrived at the studio around 12:30pm and the apprentice piercer, Diego, told us that Federico was out doing some shopping for his mum and would be back in a while (see? the man is as soft as a muffin). So Samantha and I looked at tattoo pics for a while then looked around at all the different jewelry in the display, talked to Diego for a while, he showed us his scars, his different piercings, showed us pictures of his own Apadravya, and pictures of his implants (also in the wang) gone wrong.
Federico arrived around 1:45pm and as soon as he walked in with a big smile on his face he said: You ready? I said: More than ever! Both Sam and I walked in and I have to admit, I was fucking nervous as hell, even though I thought I wouldn't be. The funniest part was when I dropped my trousers, my penis was its normal size...but when he pulled out that needle, it shrunk to baby size. All three of us were amused by this and couldnt stop laughing. Suddenly...I start hearing Glenn Danzig on the sound system...Dogs Bollocks! Misfits! My favorite punk band! Federico and I started singing at the same time and engaged in a conversation about the legendary punk band. This, besides his mild and mellow ways, really helped to calm me down; nevertheless, i was still nervous. So, he put in the guide tube..bla blabla, you know the process. I laid back, Samantha took my hand as she watched the whole thing go on, I started doing the Lamaze breathing exercises, and bam, I felt the needle. Hu rt more than I expected, but not as much as my previous cartilage piercing. I felt some handling going on down there for a few seconds and then he said: All done. Wow that was fast! And then I looked down, and saw this beautiful little shiny 12gauge captive ring on my penis. It looked so elegant, so classy, so fucking ace! Federico told me I didn't bleed much, therefore I wouldn't bleed that whole lot afterwards. He warned me about the "picante" first piss, gave me the aftercare instructions, gave his blessing and bid me farewell. Fewer times in my life have i felt as good as I do today. Sam and I went for lunch, and then I came home. Mum and Dad were waiting up to go see a movie with my sister and I, we went, came back, did my salt soaks, changed the gauze, etc.
I guess its different for everyone, but the first piss didn't sting at all. It felt like a normal piss, but was quite funny because of the little dripping from the other hole. I am now about to go to bed, I removed the gauze to let it go al-natural for the night, and honestly, I'm happier than a pig in shite. Lads...its not for everyone, but if your not squeemish and would like an upgrade down there, GET IT!
Soon: My first sexual experience with this thing in...in a month or so.