I've been going to Modern Body Art since June 2005, after it being recommended by a friend of mine. Originally I only went there for tattoo work, my dalliance with body piercing some years previously resulting in a bad experience with some shallow nipple piercings.
At A Glance Author Reiver Contact Reiver@bme.anon When Three months ago Artist Matt Studio Modern Body Art Location Birmingham, UK Time, however, is a great healer. The memory of tissue thin nips faded into the past and I began to get more and more enthusiastic about the idea of a PA. If I could deal with the pain of a tattoo I was reasonably sure I could deal with a piercing. Besides, who can resist the urge to be able to smash a pint glass with your wang? Please note: I don't recommend you do this. It was included for comedic value only, having spoken with a Scottish chap who actually did do it. The results were messy at best.
I started discussing the idea with Matt, one of the resident piercers at MBA. Originally I was entertaining the idea of an apadravya, but the lengthy healing period put me off. Eventually I settled on a PA, as it would be a relatively simple matter to add the extra hole at a later date if I changed my mind.
It was a Friday, after work. I wandered on down to MBA and Matt took me through to the back room they use for their piercing. Well lit, clean and private. If it weren't for the fact I was about to have a hole poked in my urethra I'd have been quite relaxed. Naturally, Matt was totally professional. He'd already done a PA that morning, and god alone knows how many he must have done in his career. For myself, I'm just glad the old boy didn't shrivel up upon inspection or, potentially worse, do anything slightly more embarrassing under this gentleman's ministrations. Hey, I'm English. We have hang-ups on our hang-ups about our genitalia. Thank you, Victoria.
Anyway, Matt applied some manner of cream to my glans and, retracting my foreskin, secured it with some tape, wrapped my member in paper towel and told me to come back in forty minutes when the anaesthetic would have had time to take affect.
Three-quarters of an hour later I'm back on the couch, flat on my back with a receiving tube in the end of my penis. Not the most comfortable experience of my life but, thanks to the aforementioned cream, I was blessedly numb.
'This'll make your toes curl a bit' was the only warning I received. And it did. After that, it was a slight tug, the rattle of song ring opening pliers, and the job was done. Another cocoon of towel and I was good to go.
First time I had to urinate was, well, uncomfortable, but nowhere near the stinging, throbbing pain I'd been anticipating. The only thing that was to come as a surprise was, despite Matt's warning 'you will bleed a lot' how much I really did bleed. Contrary to common sense, I had gone out the night after getting the piercing done and indulged in some alcoholic libations. Naturally, this is a terrible idea if one wishes to avoid bleeding but, sometimes, the temptation to be a complete fuckwit is beyond my capacity to resist. Given my predilection for black clothing I didn't notice that me pants were fast becoming quite blood stained. I did, however, notice the next morning. There was a patch of blood on my sheets about the size of my fist and both my boxers and the crotch of my pants were liberally bloodstained. It wasn't really a concern to me; I had, after all, been warned. I spare you the gory details of having to wash blood clots from under my foreskin.
So; reasonably fresh piercing and remarkably little pain. The first few days were a combination of a dull ache from the wound itself and a small amount of discomfort because of the presence of a metal ring protruding from my dick lips. There was a trivial amount of bleeding that first day, but nowhere near as profuse as the night before. Sensibly I'd decided to spend the rest of that weekend abstaining from alcoholic excess. The second day passed, no bleeding, mild discomfort still. Within a week I had no pain and only mild discomfort from the aforementioned dick lips.
I can now cheerfully report that this piercing has been the easiest body mod I've had to date. Aftercare was simplicity itself and the healing period was relatively negligible. The only slight problem I've experienced is occasional abrasion on the inside of my urethra due to the diameter of the ring. Steps are being taken to try and avoid this. Or will be, once I figure out how to get the appropriate diameter of ring that will sit comfortably without giving me an accidental meatotomy.
Next in the works: I'll be gauging the piercing, though not beyond about 3mm. I'm a little apprehensive about this process, as I remember the discomfort I had when I gauged my ears. Of course, when I gauged my ears I took them up to 5mm over the course of a weekend, due in no small part to fuckwittery, of which I have already confessed to being occasionally prone. After that I'm not sure if I'll go through with the apadravya or if I'll just start piercing other bits of my body instead. Time, and 'experiences', will tell.