To look at me most people would not suspect that I have a PA. I wear the typical business casual attire to work each day - boring and predictable. I'm a jeans and t-shirt guy on weekends. Most of my friends are in the same vein. I wanted a PA because I wanted to have a little secret that set me apart from the other lemmings in the 9-to-5 set.
At A Glance Author Skindog Contact Skindog@bme.anon When Ten years ago or more Artist Brian Studio Peircing Experience Location Atlanta, Georgia About 10 years ago I dared a friend and co-worker, Dale, to get a PA. He thought I was crazy. I told him if he did it I would. The weekend came and I went to a local tattoo parlor/piercing studio. I hadn't done any research. Both of my ears were pierced and had been since I was 19. My left nipple was also pierced. The nipple had been done in a hotel room in less than sterile conditions. I'm surprised I never got an infection. But that's another story.
The driving force behind getting a PA was my ex-partner. He said he would leave me if I ever got a piercing. Well, f#$% him. This is my body. The thought of getting a PA was very liberating.
Brian, the piercer, explained the process to me. He also explained the different jewelry options. Since I didn't have a clue as to what size jewelry to get or how the PA should look, he took me to a private room and examined my penis to make a recommendation. He mentioned that he was pierced and also sub-incised. I asked to see and he showed me. We went back outside and I selected a 5/8" dia,10 ga., captive ball made of titanium.
Brian led me to the "operating" room (I don't know what else to call it). I pulled down my pants and underwear and lay on and exam table. Brian's apprentice came in to assist. The jewelry and the needle were sterilized in an autoclave.
Brian examined my penis and explained the placement of the hole. Since I am circumcised and hang to the left, the hole would exit just to the right of my frenum. I laid back and watched (I have to watch when things enter my body as a way of controlling my fear). I don't remember any special breathing instructions. Brian inserted the receiver tube in my meatus. He then proceeded to insert the needle into the underside of my penis. I felt a sharp sting but then it quickly dulled to a feeling of pressure. Then the trouble started.
The jewelry was from a different manufacturer than the needle and the threads didn't match up. Brian explained that the jewelry is supposed to screw to the needle and be pulled through as a unit. He pulled the needle through and quickly tried to put the ring in but the hole closed too quickly. He inserted the needle again to stretch the hole and repeated the process with the ring. No go again. At this point I was not too happy about the situation. Brian reassured me that I'd be okay. I wasn't really in any pain and the blood was minimal.
He reinserted the needle and explained that he was going to leave it in place for a few minutes to encourage the hole to stay open longer. He stayed in the room with me and we chatted. I have to admit that the situation was surreal: me lying back with my pants around my ankles, a straight man holding my cock in his gloved hand, a piece of metal through my dick, and both of us having a conversation like we were having coffee.
After about five minutes, Brian removed the needle and gently pushed the jewelry through. I was a bit tender at this point but the pain wasn't unbearable. He snapped the ball into place and cleaned me up. He handed me a mirror and told me to look at myself. I was beaming from ear to ear. Brian wrapped my penis in gauze and a rubber glove and sent me on my way (but not before ensuring that I understood the after-care instructions).
I pretty much left myself alone that day except to urinate. When I finally unwrapped to go pee, there was little blood and it didn't hurt to pee. I was surprised at the lack of blood since I have a bleeding disorder (low platelet count) that allows me to bleed for an extended time.
The next morning there was a little soreness but not much. Later that afternoon as I was examining myself, I got an erection. What's a guy to do? I masturbated. I couldn't help it. The sensation was incredible. Did it hurt? Yes, but the sensation was exquisite!
For months afterward I would whip out my cock and show anyone interested in my PA. I was kind of an exhibitionist anyway and the PA only served to promote my decadence.
Today, I have 7/8" dia., 4 ga. Captive ball. I tried a 1" dia., 2 ga. captive ball but it pinched and was uncomfortable. I will take my jewelry out from time to time to let the hole close slightly. After a while the hole enlarges and leaks when I pee. I've learned how to hold my penis so the stream is directed into the urinal instead of down my pants leg. So far I've never peed on the guy standing next to me!
As for Dale, he thought I was joking until I showed him.
The one disappointment I do have is the inability to find a guy who is really into PAs (or piercings in general). I've read the stories about straight guys who have g/fs that enjoy the sensations a PA can give. I envy them. Some guys have been so turned off that they refused to touch me until I removed it. Others have tolerated it. Oh well. I'm not getting rid of the PA and would do it again.