At A Glance Author Anonymous Contact Anonymous@bme.anon IAM Hit-or-Miss When A month ago Artist Rob Studio Artistic Creations Location Toledo, OH
Three or four weeks before my 18th birthday, my friends brought up the idea of me getting a piercing of some kind. I told them no, because my father would never tolerate me getting a piercing, and would argue with me until I leave, or kick me out. Even after I turn 18, I will be going to college close to home, less than a five minute walk from my mother's place of employment, so there is no point in moving out, even if I have to pay rent. When I told them this, they stopped talking about piercings—above the neck line.Not wanting to give up, they suggested nipple and navel piercings. Being the ditzy, forgetful klutz that I am, I'd end up showing off something like nipple or navel piercings, so I thought it was just a better idea to wait until I moved out. Not too long after this conversation, they were on BME looking around when my friend Dan said, "Hey! Lets get your cock pierced, you should get a PA!" They joked about it, and I said things like, "I might not feel so tough on my birthday; they're aiming a little low."
But I never just turn down anything without thinking about it for at least a little while. The more I thought about it, the more I came to like the idea. I wanted more and more to get my PA done. Then it occurred to me: I could get this done and I would never end up accidentally showing it off to anyone! Two weeks before my birthday, my mom said we were going the day after my birthday on a family vacation to Las Vegas for three days and then going to Apache Jct., just outside Phoenix, Arizona, to visit my aunt and uncle. Before this, I had planned to get the PA done on my birthday, but this made me hesitate a little. Still, I decided to get it done on that day, even if I had to get on a plane in less than 24 hours from getting it.
I went to the movies with some friends on my birthday, and realized later I'd forgotten to call the piercer my friend Dan recommended, Rob at Artistic Creations. I called when I got back, and decided to schedule the piercing for the day after my birthday, the day we'd leave for the trip. On that day, I told my mom I was going out to get my birthday gift with Dan, which isn't a lie. I hate lying. She wigged out on me, and told me not to be late or it could cost her big time. I had to be back by 5:30 P.M. We left around 1:00 P.M and my appointment wasn't until 3:00. When we headed out, I started to feel anxious, but not over the fact that I was getting my penis stabbed with a needle so I could run jewelry through it. Because my mom had stressed out on me, I was starting to worry about being late.
Rob ended up being a little late, arriving close to 3:40 but he was buying the jewelry he didn't have in stock and bringing a friend that he wanted to watch it being done, which I agreed to. When he set up, he pulled me into the room and asked me to pull my pants down and sit on the table. Before he started, I gave him my camera and asked if he could have his buddy take some pictures of the process. Instead, he pulled his girlfriend in to do it for me.
When he finally went to do it, he got out his receiving tube and stuck it down into my shaft, which I now describe to you as the most uncomfortable feeling in the world. Then he said, "Are you ready for this," and I replied, "As ready as ever." Then he did it.
It felt like somebody grabbed me and pinched as hard as they possibly could, and then let go, I didn't feel any pain for a moment. Then he inserted the jewelry, and it stung a bit, but this was the last of the pain. He had his girl friend take up his camera and take some pictures of me before wrapping me up in a glove and telling me, "Try keeping the glove on only for the first day and go to the bathroom as you normally would." taking the glove off first of course, then putting it back on. "And make sure to wash it about two to three times a day." He also told me not to have sex for a while either.After this, I got up to see my friends who took me there. They were expecting me to be in extreme pain. I said, "That stung like a bitch!" Then I paid Rob 65 dollars for the piercing and jewelry, wobbled out, got in the car, and I was fine. We went to Wendy's, bought some food and made it back home with time to spare. I got through the vacation just fine.
If you do get this done, an uncomfortable feeling that you will most likely feel is the first, and only real, blood clot you urinate out before too long. Most likely, you're going to bleed, even if you don't bleed a whole lot like me.
Another thing that might feel awkward at first until the first few times it happens is that if the jewelry is pulled on just right, it will pull through the shaft and dangle there until you fix it, but its really nothing to worry about. The only other pains you can expect to feel are the pains you get when you snag yourself on something. Being a jumpy and bouncy person, I snagged a little often, but it's only a small sharp pain that lasts few seconds as long as you snag it gently, rather than ripping it.
I want to eventually stretch my PA up to at least 0ga, maybe higher. When I do stretch it I will more than likely write an experience about that too.