I got my third piercing this past Sunday. My long-awaited Prince Albert has finally arrived. I love it.
At A Glance Author cLark Contact the_batmobiles_a_chevy@yahoo.com When It just happened Artist Mike Studio Piercology Location Columbus, Ohio I'd been trying to get up the nerve to go get it done and I finally did. I went to Piercology about 50 miles from where I live. It's notoriously the best studio in Ohio, specializing specifically in piercings. Everyone there is really nice.
My girlfriend and my best friend came along for the ride. I don't think my best friend really thought i was going to do it. I'm not so sure I thought I was going to either! Anyways, we were immediately greeted when we entered the studio. The counter tart gave me all the aftercare stuff I would need (some saline salt and some special soap) and assured me that I wouldn't regret this in the morning.
I sat around in the waiting room for about fifteen minutes before Mike, my piercer, came out to get me. He lead me to a little room, leaving my peers behind. I immidiately noticed how sanitary the room appeared, which helped calm me down a little. Mike had me sit on a padded bench and talked to me about the procedure. He had a Prince Albert himself and, just like the counter tart, assured me that I (and my girlfriend) would quickly fall in love with it. He was a really nice, down-to-earth guy and he made me feel a lot more comfortable about the situation.
He then instructed me drop trou and lay down on the bench. He made sure I knew what he was doing at all times. First he rubbed some stuff on it to sterilize my penis, then he showed me the receiving tube. The receiving tube was about two inches long and he explained to me that about a quarter of that was going to have to go down my urethra. He told me that it wasn't going to be the best feeling in the world and told me to tell him if it hurt too much and he'd try to fix it. That part wasn't really painful, per say. But it's not something I'd want to encounter again. If any of you guys have ever had an STD test with the cotton swab going up there, it's not half that uncomfortable.
Then he got out the 12g needle, opened it and told me to relax. As all of my piercers have, Mike told me to inhale and exhale, inhale and exhale, piercing me on the second breath out. I felt a pinch and that was it. I asked him if the needle was through and he said yes. He then warned me that I might feel another pinch as he put the CBR in, which I did....for about a fifth of a second.
At this point, he threw his hands up in the air. "That's it, man. You're cool. We're done" That wasn't half as bad as I expected it to be. He told me it wouldn't be.
I got up and he gave me a rubber glove to put around it. He also gave me another ten or twelve gloves along with a few tips: wear briefs and don't touch it! He gave me his card. I gave him a tip. We shook hands and I was on my way.
It's now Tuesday night and I feel just fine. I woke up at five in the morning today to pass a gigantic blood clot, but I'm just dandy now. I clean it in the shower every morning and give it a nice soak every night. Those soaks feel wonderful!
Peeing: It's not really all that painful to pee. It helps if I drink a lot of water. And a lot of people say they have to sit down to pee because the ring sends it everywhere. Fortunately for me, my pee stays on course just fine. Walking: I don't do much of this. It's more of a bow-legged limp that I have seemed to have mastered. On day one, I was walking like I had a fishing pole up my butt. Today it looks more like just a sore leg or something. Bragging Rights: Everyone wants to see it and they all think it was more painful than it really was. I was surprised at the amount of painlessness, too. I'll go knock on some wood now.
So, that's my story. I don't regret it in the least. Okay, so there have been a couple times that I've found myself wondering what I've done. But that's only when I have the urge to masturbate or even to lay on my stomach. The things people take for granted... Anyways, the only advice I can give to anyone contemplating on a PA, is go for it! You only live once. Or maybe twice, if you're lucky.