Finally, after all the anxious years of waiting, it finally all pays off! I have been dying to get a body modification for years, since I was probably about fourteen. I often thought of what I wanted, ears, lip, nose, nipples, even belly button. There was only one problem, mother dear. Since I was a minor, no local studio would ever allow me to just walk in. I needed parental permission. But knowing dear old mom and dad, they would never allow it. They would say it was degrading and uncultured. However, I knew that it was quite common now to have modifications done to one's body, often more than one. So I waited, riddled with agony, until the day I turned eighteen.
At A Glance Author John Contact John@bme.anon When It just happened Now, I have attained the freedom of being able to do that which I desired for four long years, body piercing. It's been three months since I moved out, and it's great. I don't have mom and dad there to nag me, so I decided on getting a body piercing. Being raised the way I was, I had taken on a dislike to the heavy body modification, especially tattoos, as well as a worry of what my parents would say, them having influenced my life so much, so I sought after something a little more discreet, not noticeable, but still there. Something that would be unnoticeable from the outside. I thought over many a time what I should have done. Not my ears, because I would want to stretch them, and then I would have to live with huge holes in my ears all my life, which wouldn't appeal to me at eighty years old in the future. I thought about my nipples, but that would be too out in the open and could be seen with my shirt off, still worrying about mom and dad, because I am still frightened of what they would say to this. I thought about having my lip pierced, and then I could grow a goatee to hide it, but would it leak? Definitely not my eyebrow, because I've heard that it hurts when it gets cold outside.
Then, I finally came to the conclusion that it had to be private, one that could only be seen by a partner, male or female, when having "fun". I decided on a genital piercing. But which one? Fearing something too rash, after looking up info on the web about different types of modifications to the penis, scrotum and genital area, I decided upon the classic Prince Albert. It was plain, simple, daring, yet gave me such a thrill to think that I would soon have one. However, still being young and naïve, I was not sure that I wanted to go into a studio and ask some stranger to pierce my dick. I thought long and hard about what I should do. Then it settled on my mind to have it done by a good friend of mine, but knowing fate, he had caught the flu and so I was bummed out. I was so eager to get it done! It needed to be done now! But what to do? My mind then settled on the thought of doing it myself. How hard could it be? My friend did his own, he said so himself, which was why I was going to trust him to do it, why couldn't I. I know nothing of piercing, so I had no clue what to do. I had recently found a decent Brinks lock that I have had in my possession for some time. I wanted this to be my jewelry, my décor. But it seemed so large. I still don't know what gauge it is, but all I know is that it seemed like I was going to need a huge ass needle to pierce my urethra with. I called my friend up and asked him what I needed. I told him that the lock was not too thick in gauge and that I needed something large enough to pierce the skin without it closing up before I could insert the lock. He said he had used a veterinary needle for the job, and his turned out just fine. I knew of a local store for larger animals, like livestock, that might carry what I needed. Not living too far from a farming community, I knew that the store would be my best bet. I went with my lock to the store and found the needle that closest matched my lock. It was shy about a 32nd of an inch, but that did not deter my effort, "\Ãw€ë so I purchased the needle and raced home, all horny because I knew that I was about to pierce my cock.
When I got home, I started to doubt: How much would this hurt? What was the risk of infections? Thinking of those two things, I quickly set to rummaging my apartment. I found some rubbing alcohol and cotton balls. I soaked the needle in rubbing alcohol for a while and then let it air dry. I also boiled the lock and let it soak in alcohol and dry. I stuck my penis in crushed ice to numb any pain I may have felt. I was so nervous. My friend told me to use a pen cap to guide the needle to where I wanted the piercing, so I found a pen and shoved the cap down my urethra. I found a decent place just below my penis head. I held my breath and shoved the needle straight through the cap. I didn't feel a thing, which was surprising, because I didn't know if the ice was going to work or not. I quickly pulled it out of my dick and unlocked the lock. With a little effort (well, quite a bit) I got the opening to stretch the rest of the way to accommodate the locks girth. I had done it! There was no blood, which again surprised me. I quickly locked the lock and cleaned up. After feeling returned to my cock, I felt pressure, but no serious pain. I felt so accomplished with myself. However, after reading up on the internet, I don't think that sex will find my favor for at least a month or so, due to the infection risks. My PA turned out great; I was surprised at my handy work, having never done it before. It feels weird at night, but I don't mind so much. Well, that's all I really have to say, but do read the following line:
Note: I, knowing that this may be posted on the internet, do not advise or recommend anyone to try this practice on themselves. It is very risky and may lead to infection or disease.