At A Glance
Author	aniorange
Contact	aniorange@bme.anon
IAM	aniorange
When	Five years ago
Artist	Robert
Studio	Dogstar Tattoo
Location	Durham, N.C.

I had come a long way from no modifications to several piercings and a tattoo. All of this happened in less than six months. Of course, now that I am addicted, I am thinking what is next on my list? Somewhere in my mind I had decided it was time to "take it up a notch." That is, at least, how I felt about getting any genital piercings.

At the time I had not had sexual relations with anyone in well, lets just say a while. I had met someone online that became special to me. We where going to meet someday, hopefully soon. We fell in love before we even met and I decided that if I where going to get something pierced down below, now was the time. That way it would have time to heal.

I decided to get a PA. It took quite a lot of time to work up the nerve to get this modification done. Lets face it, I had to go show some bald headed tough guy my bits and pieces. I also had to save up a little money; the piercing was going to cost me ninety dollars.

After a considerable amount of convincing and telling myself that this was just part of his job and so what if he say my privates, he had to if he was going to pierce me. It's not like I was still in gym class. With that in mind I drove my beloved Firebird to Ninth Street once again. I was headed for my favorite haunt, Dogstar Tattoo.

I stepped in and mustered up my courage once more and told Robert that I wanted my PA. I was half expecting some kind of face or "yeah right, you?" kind of reaction. I was surprised as he calmly said ok and began to look for some jewelry. He told me he wasn't sure if he had anything in the right size. I watched and waited as he looked around in different cases of jewelry. He did not take a very long time but it did seem that way. Robert disappeared into the back for a bit, and when he came back he showed me what he had. He was holding a 14 gauge, one-inch diameter circular barbell. This thing looked huge. I thought about it for a moment, a very short moment. I had worked up the nerve to come this far and I wasn't going home empty (...) Well you get the idea.

Robert takes the jewelry to autoclave it and goes out for his usual smoke. I headed down the street to get a pizza. There is a good pizza place just a few stores down. There was a guy in there that had seen me several times before and like to strike up conversations. He knew that whenever he saw me, I was getting pierced or tattooed. He tried to guess what I had done today, but I told him I was eating before I get pierced. I ate my slice and went back to Dogstar.

I went back into Robert's piercing room. He simply told me to pull my pants down a little and lie down on the table. Of course the room was private. He put on some gloves and pulled a little table over the where he was working. I made some kind of comment about me having my pants down, to which Robert responded, "How do you think I feel." I nearly laughed. Robert told me this might pinch a little. I thought he was going to pierce me. I felt a strange new sensation. It was a bit of a pinch, but I could feel something being put up my urethra. It felt pretty much like someone was sticking something up my urethra. I asked, "Was that it?" Robert told me no, that was just the receiving tube. A few seconds later he asked me if I was ready. "Do it," I replied. I barely felt a thing. I felt just a very slight pinch. I was amazed, I was sure it was going to hurt bad.

Robert cleaned things up. He wrapped me up with a few towels and then grabbed another glove. He stuck that over all the wrapping and put a rubber band on it to keep in on. He told me that PAs did tend to bleed and not to be surprised if it bled a lot. I was told that it would probably sting the first few times I went to the bathroom. Robert said that it would heal up faster than most. I think his words where, "You're body doesn't care that much about your face but it does down there. Not to mention you heal up quickly anyway." I thought that was funny. He told me that although it sounded crazy to go to Walmart a get some pads. It would help keep me from bleeding all over the place.

I thanked Robert, paid, and went on my way. I soon felt the rush of getting a new piercing. I went home and took of all of the bandages. I needed to go wiz. I noticed there was some blood but very little. I did feel a sting when I went to have a tinkle, but it was not bad. I never did take Robert's advice about buying pads. I never bled much at all. I kept my new piercing clean with antibacterial soap, several times a day. I gave it plenty of time to heal. I was a bit anxious to put another, smaller ring in its place. The one inch one was too big. After a few weeks I felt safe enough to change it out. I already had some 14 gauge jewelry that fit quite nicely. It healed up just fine.

I told my online love about what I had done. She was surprised. She didn't think I would actually go though with it, I don't know why. We did meet finally a couple of months later, and I was able to try it out. She seemed to enjoy it and so did I. It wasn't an absolute amazing feeling, just different and new.

I have kept that piercing for a long time, and still have it today, although it has been stretched. I shall save that for another story. I fear you might not stay awake any longer if I don't.

Any final advise? Read different people's stories. There is this saying, your mileage may very. It is quite true. Not everyone has the same experience.